As he closed the door he said over his shoulder, "Because you're a good lass." A heavy sigh. "And I'm no' a good man.

Keep hoping to see the light in her eyes. Even knowing it'll mean she's saying good-bye.

Omnipotent not omniscient. We are frequently blinded by how much we see.

Even now, my back was still arched with sensual invitation, my bottom was questing up like a cat in heat, and my every move was supple, sinuous. I was one great big come-hither.

We're translating the Kama Sutra," Barrons said, with interactive aids.

I'd vowed years ago to go to the grave the same way I'd been born, just a lot more wrinkly.

At the very last moment, just before its lips claimed hers, its grip on her face relaxed slightly and she did the only thing she could think of: She head-butted it. Snapped her head back, then forward again, and bashed it square in the face as hard as she could. So hard, in fact, that it made her woozy and gave her an instant migraine, making her wonder how Jean-Claude Van Damme always managed to coolly continue fighting after such a stunt. Obviously, movies lied.