The way he looked me up and down made a part of me burn with desire. Fire and electricity. Flames and sparks. Needing and wanting. Tempting temptation.

Our love is an adventurous melody, our souls forever as one.

You are not going to be the girl I’m going to marry are you? You are going to be the girl that got away.

As I looked into his eyes, trying to see into the depths of that darkness, it hit me. It was subtle, but it hit me. The rush of attraction.

I guess the higher up on the food chain you go, the admiration isn’t just for the hungry, but for the ones that go the extra mile to take a bite.

A man on a mission would bring his heaviest artillery, and it looked like this guy hadn’t even packed a pocket knife.

She's dead. So is your fat pansy. You can be dead, too, if you want.

Charity begins at home and usually stays there.

You'll forgive the flowery talk, won't you? Our family does so love to be told they are beautiful. Vanity is an old and venerable habit.

Both of my parents were musicians.

I'm proud of "Shoot the Moon."

There are scores of thousands of human insects who are ready at a moment's notice to reveal the Will of God on every possible subject

Oh God. She probably thinks we were off doing—you know—romantic type, um, things—

I feel lucky to be an actor because you always learn something from each part you play.

Whatever a woman's reason may say, her feelings tell her the truth.

A critic is never too severe when he only detects the faults of an author. But he is worse than too severe when, in consequence of this detection, be presumes to place himself on a level with genius.