My love for you is immeasurable, my respect for you immense. You're ageless, timeless, lace and fineness, you're beauty and elegance.

I'm a rock star because I couldn't be a soccer star.

All I needed was a friend to lend a guiding hand. But you turned into a lover, and mother what a lover, you wore me out.

I've been out with some extremely beautiful women who have had no sex appeal whatsoever. It really is a lot more than skin deep.

I'll tell you what I love. Sending back bottles of wine that aren't right in restaurants in France! Whoa! I love the French, but I do find their wine snobbery something unbearable.

It has gone past me now, the writing phase.

I must really confess right here, the attraction was purely physical.