“You want diamonds? I'll give you diamonds. I'll shower you in them. Hell, I'll get you a gown made out of them. But it's going to be skimpy.”

“You know, sometimes I'll go to an 8th-grade graduation and there's all that pomp and circumstance and gowns and flowers. And I think to myself, it's just 8th grade ... An 8th-grade education doesn't cut it today. Let's give them a handshake and tell them to get their butts back in the library!”

“It is. If it's too late for me . . . Well, I'll be damned - no pun intended - if I'll let them keep you out, too.”

“When you need to lose control, to let go, to fall apart, I'll give you that. And I'll catch you afterwards. But if you need to be the one in charge, I'll give you that too.”

“You need me? You yell. You want to leave? We go. I'll get you out of here, no matter what.”

“No I'm going to hold you anyway And I'll do it without shakingYes I'll love you always And I'll do it without achingYes I'd give you anythingYes I'd give you anythingI gave you everything”