He's the kind of man who picks his friends - to pieces.
I'm a woman of very few words, but lots of action.
I go for two kinds of men. The kind with muscles, and the kind without.
Give a man free hands, and you'll know where to find them.
Women with pasts interest men because they hope history will repeat itself.
Reason was nowhere, time was an immovable object nailed high on the wall, except where the world kept shop.