If we're mad, we're mad in large numbers, at least larger than yours.

If you're listening Big Brother, I refuse to be Fanny Price.

Oh, but I like my geese. Like cats, they can't be told what to do, and like dogs, they're loyal, and like people, they talk every chance they get.

I need to admit up front that I don't know how to have a fling. I'm not good at playing around and then saying good-bye. I'm throwing myself at your feet because I'm hoping for a shot at forever." Henry Jenkins/Mr. Nobley

I know I would crumble if I lost you.

Miss Hayes, have you stopped to consider that you might have this all backward? That in fact you are my fantasy?

... and with my last thought I felt some real sympathy for those poor chickens.