You know what rumors are like-like a jar full of moths. Once they escape, they're all over the place.

We should all have personal hot air balloons and drift serenely through the clouds.

I know ladies don’t sweat, but something was running down my face in great rivulets.

Why is it that there is this misconception that dark equals good. That only applies to chocolate.

They don't hang dukes, darling. He'd be let off by reason of insanity. Everyone knows the upper classes are batty.

A man in love does not notice the cut of the dress, but rather a face of a beloved.

Love doesn’t make you a poet

But who can remember pain, once it’s over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind.

That great Cathedral space which was childhood.

I hate all generalisations.

I'm ... free-spirited. Maybe a little too free-spirited.

It’s only when you’ve lost someone that you realize the nonsense of that phrase “It’s a small world”. It isn’t. It’s a vast, devouring world, especially if you’re alone.

The way in which a group of people solves problems.

Fondue is not a good date food.

Starstruck with one buck, your girl look like Donald Duck.

Nobody is born with a steering wheel or a gear shift in his hand. It's something you choose to do or you don't.