I like a girl with a substantial bottom,' said Renoir, drawing in the air the size bottom he preferred.

Abby: I could be a slave to your darkest desires. I can do things. Anything you want. Tommy: Well, that's terrific, because we have a lot of laundry piled up and the apartment is a wreck. Abby: Anything you desire, my lord. I can do laundry, clean, bring you small creatures to quench your thirst until I am worthy.

You were supposed to empathize with your friend's problem, but they were, after all, your friend's problems.

Why write a song when no one can play the notes or understand the lyrics?

Only cops and vampires have to have an invitation to enter.

It turns out that one can perpetrate all manner of heinous villainy under a cloak of courtesy and good cheer. . .a man will forfeit all sensible self-interest if he finds you affable enough to share your company over a flagon of ale.

Devil's Food?" You can only eat so much white cake, my friend.