“Anyway, how are you and Ramona doing?' Uh... you know. Pretty good.'Have you said the L-Word yet?'The L-Word? You mean? Lesbian?' Uh... No. The other L-Word.' ?'Okay. Uh, It's "love." I wasn't trying to trick you or anything.”

“I wanted to tell you I....uh, like you." Shit. I chickened out! What was it with me that I couldn't say the big L word? I am such a dope. Morelli sighed into the phone. "You are such a dope.”

“Fuck you, I said."Uh-oh. There's that angry word.”

“It has an L on it. L for love. See? It's the key to the universe, Dad. You said you were looking for it. You told Mom you were. I found it for you so you don't have to look anymore. So you can come home at night.”

“Interviewer: “Andy do you feel that the public has insulted your art?”Andy Warhol: “Uh no.”I: “Why not?”AW: “Uh well I hadn’t thought about it.”I: “It doesn’t bother you at all then?”AW: “Uh no.”I: “Well do you think that they have shown a lack of appreciation for what pop art means?”AW: “Uh no.”I: “Andy do you think that pop art has sort of reached the point where it’s becoming repetitious now?”AW: “Uh yes.”I: “Do you think it should break away from being pop art?”AW: “Uh no.”I: “Are you just going to carry on?”AW: “Uh yes.”

“Kira: L, do you knowGods of deathlove apples?L: Damn you, Kira...”