“Did we ever find out for sure about the possible forked penis?”

“It’s possible that I couldn’t handle the truth, but I sure wouldn’t mind fondling it to find out.”

“I'm not sure what I ever did without you," he said, holding me up with one hand and unbuckling his belt with the other, "but I don't ever want to find out. You're everything I've ever wanted, Pigeon.”

“You are an unfinished work in progress. One of the good things about life’s challenges: You get to find out that you’re capable of being far more than you ever thought possible.”

“What did we know about those closest to us, really? No one ever dared to speak plainly about desire; no one said the word out loud.”

“Do you think the penis ever gets tired?"Whose?Anybody's. I mean anybody with one. Does the penis ever just think: for God's sake pal, give it a rest? Or is it all: Woo-who!! Here we go again!”