I said, you're the beat of my heart, the breath in my body, the light in my soul.

It's called male bonding. You'll never get it. I believe women are as capable as men, deserve equal pay—and that one day, should be sooner than later, in my opinion, the right woman can and should be leader of the free world. But you can't understand the male bonding rituals any more than men can understand why the vast majority of women are obsessed with shoes and other footwear.

You're excuses are so lame they're limping.

Roarke: You'd enjoy flying more if you'd learn the controls. Eve: I'd rather pretend I'm on the ground. Roarke: And how many vehicles have you wrecked, had blown up, or destroyed in the last, oh, two years? Eve: Think about that, then imagine it happening when I'm at the wheel at thirty thousand feet. Roarke: Good point. I'll do the flying.

Can you stand a little closer?" "Hmm?" "You smell good. I like to smell you.

It looks like Armani and Cartier went to war.

When you find nothing... it means you're eliminating what surrounds the something.