If he was winter, I was summer. If I was sunshine, he was night. A dark and stormy one.
Silence isn't golden, it's deadly. It's a vacuum that fills up with ghosts.
I am a kite in a tornado, but I have a long string.
You, Ms. Lane, are a menace to others! A walking, talking catastrophe in pink!
Gwen Cassidy needed a man. Desperately. Failing that, she'd settle for a cigarette.
I'll never get laid trying to keep you safe. You're a train wreck on steroids.