“Tip: To avoid bruising the basil, Mama tore the leaves into pieces with her fingers. Chopping is fine, but you won't have basil-scented fingers.”
“Nothing, Basil. I’ll see you in a few,”Fine, and it’s Lord Basil.”Even in the bedroom?”Especially in the bedroom.”
“I think you are wrong, Basil, but I won't argue with you. It is only the intellectually lost who ever argue.”
“He once called her his basil plant; and when she asked for an explanation, said that basil was a plant which had flourished wonderfully on a murdered man's brains.”
“His lids lowered and he brushed her cheek with the tips of his fingers. "What if I fall in love with you?" She turned her face into his palm. "You won't.”
“Whose fault is it, then? Dennis Compton's (Basil Fawlty)”