I want to buy you a pair of YAP, or Yellow Admiration Pants (they have no crotch), and have you talk dirty to me.

Oh, how I longed to burst through the doors and go walking through the streets, with my hands open, like weapons!

As the middle child of the Laurel Canyon Adams Family, Whit was surprisingly chill on the subject of ampire-vays.

I was short staffed. But that's what happens when all your employees are midgets. I make love like spicy rice.

I want to spend less time talking about myself, and more time listening to what other people have to say about me.

Love is an award you win by losing—or giving it away. Trophies collect dust, but love is the ultimate prize.

My love is a flower. If you’d call that romantic, I’d agree and say it would look great on your grave.

Kuna tofauti kati ya hekima na maarifa. Unaweza kuwa profesa ukawa mpumbavu, unaweza kuwa gumbaru ukawa na hekima.

Nerds are like slinkys. Not good for much, but they put a smile on your face when you push them down the stairs...

She had no legs, so I made her wear suspenders and I carried her like a backpack.
True love knows no luggage.

Turn a pot into a hat in one easy step: put it on your head. I make love with the same sort of culinary innovation.

A string of burglaries is a crime necklace. Everything I have can be stolen except love, because I give it all away.

The sides of buildings should be like the tops of lakes. I’d fish through your window hoping to catch a smile.

I often confuse fog and mist. But one is not the other any more than either are either. Let this be a lesson in love.

There’s lots of love in Ocala. Must be something in the water. That’s probably why I have to pee so much.