If sex is dignified it's not being done right.

Memories are nice little possessions. As long as you don't ignore the present when you take them out to play.

He looked around when he heard a window-rattling roar. "Earthquake? Volcano? Nuclear war?" "Beaver," Peter told him. "I don't care if it is Alaska, you don't have beavers big enough to sound like that.

Love is very funny business. And sex - well, let's face it, sex is hysterical.

Fine, you do that, and you tell them that at the very first opportunity, I'm coming down there and killing all of them. Mass murder. And after they're all dead, I'm going to kick the bodies around, dance on top of them, and sing a happy song. No jury will convict me.

...those who love suffer when who they love suffers.

Why are you always smiling? What do you know?