Please, I'd love to meet the guy you couldn't handle, and give him and award.

You are mine, woman, and I am yours. Until you, my life was desolate. I existed, but I didn't truly live. Now I live, even in my death.

Um i'm happy to sit close to you and everything, but i had no idea you would like it so much,' Paris muttered.

pretty please, with a cherry on top of me!

Girl, he wants to dip you in Frosted Flakes and have you for breakfast. That's his favorite cereal, by the way." I...had no words for that.

He’d pleasured Hera and a few thousand others, and when Hera learned about those thousand others…heads had rolled.

By the way, only a real man can accept his feminine side." "I don't know who fed you that line of garbage, but I can promise she's laughing at you right now.

I'm Not a Gynecologist, but I'll take a Look.

I cannot kill him, she muttered to herself. I cannot kill him. I promised Bianka I'd stop at ten bodies a day, and I've already surpassed my quota for the fifth day in a row. I cannot kill him.

I'm William, but you can call me Sexy. Everyone does.

I can't promise we'll ever use you for a hasty getaway," Cole said, "but with a little work, you might be able to race my grandmother-while she's on her scooter.

I don't know half of you half as well as I should like

Enlightenment means waking up to what you truly are and then being that.

I don't have any understanding of a human being who doesn't respect the beauty of life and that goes for all creatures that have thoughts, feelings and needs.

His were the kind of eyes that held secrets. The kind that lied without flinching. The kind that once you looked into them, it was hard to break away.

It was a very limited practice; carefully safeguarded. In 1890, that practice was discontinued.

As time passes, you will look back with twenty-twenty hindsight, and you will say, 'Thank God He did not answer my prayers' or 'Thank God He answered my prayers,' whichever the case may be.

Fame then was cheap, and the first comer sped; And they have kept it since by being dead.

Husband a lie, and trump it up in some extraordinary emergency.

I have a remarkably normal life.

We must not tamper with the organic motion of the soul.