“Quentin Crisp (to handsome young man on the street): "What's the matter, sexy? Don't you like dehydrated fruit?”
“You look like a handsome young man…although you might want to zip your fly.Mom!What? Should I have not told you and left it for everyone else to notice at the dance?”
“No matter what a woman looks like, if she's confident, she's sexy”
“It doesn't matter what you do in the bedroom as long as you don't do it in the street and frighten the horses.”
“His voice was handsome and broken, like a cobblestone street.”
“Oh, there was harm indeed for a young lady flattered by the brief attentions of a handsome man.”