“Worry:Interest paid on trouble before it falls due.”
“If you don t succeed the first time - you re about average”
“If anything in nature was as beautiful as it was deadly, it was she.”
“I think my underwear is curling off me like burning paper.”
“Don’t let it worry you, said Ron. It’s me. I’m extremely famous.”
“(Responding to a sneeze from the audience) Who exploded?”
“If you were a real professional, you d build a bridge and get over it.”
“I can’t believe I found a partner who thinks I’m funny - it just took falling sixty meters and being enslaved.”
“I saw weird stuff in that place last night. Weird, strange, sick, twisted, eerie, godless, evil stuff… and I want in..”
“Do You want to be a Starfish?”
“I fink it is a femuw. A femuw of a winowcowus... A a-stinct winocowus.”
“I might be in love with you. He smiles a little. I m waiting until I m sure to tell you, though.”
“You might want to lie down, Magnus advised. I find that it helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in.”
“Men always want to be a woman’s first love. That is their clumsy vanity. We women have a more subtle instinct about these things. What (women) like is to be a man’s last romance.”
“Scrawny little mundane bastard.”
“In small towns, news travels at the speed of boredom.”
“Thanks,” I muttered and added under my breath, “Douchebag.” He laughed, deep and throaty. “Now that’s not very ladylike, Kittycat.” I whipped around. “Don’t ever call me that,” I snapped. “It’s better than calling someone a douchebag, isn’t it?” He pushed out the door. “This has been a stimulating visit. I’ll cherish it for a long time to come.” Okay. That was it. “You know, you’re right. How wrong of me to call you a douchebag. Because a douchebag is too nice of a word for you,” I said, smiling sweetly. “You’re a dickhead.” “A dickhead?” he repeated. “How charming.” I flipped him off.”