“Do you want me to ride you like a rented mule, or do you prefer to be Mr. Missionary Position? I'm fine with wither, so it doesn't matter to me.”

“I love you and that means I'm stuck with you no matter how badly you treat me.”

“Mimes! You can't tell me the devil doesn't have anything to do with mimes!-Paula, Holy Smokes”

“I've wanted you since the moment you tried to run me over. You are unlike any woman I have met before. You are strong, and courageous, and you do not suffer fools... ”

“Would you like me to turn over so you can see my other side?" Raphael asked. "Would you?" Roxy breathed hopefully.”

“You taste of the cool water that hides deep in a stream. You taste of the night air, soft and scented and mysterious. The taste of you drives me wild. I want to be with you, be inside you, shout to the world that you are mine at the same time I want to keep you hidden where you will exist only for me. You make me feel invincible, little bird.”

“You think I'm deranged! How refreshing. Everyone here takes me so seriously, it's a wonderful change to be thought mentally deficient.”