Life is not an opera. Scenes belong on the stage.

Go away,” he said. “Do you know you’ve almost no clothes on?” “Never mind. I need—” “Never mind? Listen to me, Miss Innocence. There are many things a man can ‘never mind.’ A nearly naked woman isn’t one of them.

I can do one or the other. Lovemaking or thinking. But not both at the same time.

The bigger they are, the harder they fall. And the better the world liked seeing them fall.

Masculine pride is an exceedingly precious and fragile thing

"Miss you," he said. It was the barest murmur, scarcely a sound.

Just because I squeezed my gigantic bottom into men’s trousers, you needn’t assume my brains have shrunk to masculine size.