“Oh darling, don't be bitter. It's the first instinct of the weak.”

“Oh, Micheal darling!""Don't call me darling, I'm a driving instructor!”

“Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling porcupine," she crooned. "Little critters fried like fritters come out crunchy and divine.”

“For heaven's sake, Darling, keep your crusading instinct [for social justice] under control...It's uncomfortable to live with especially for those of us who haven't got one.”

“Oh, beauty is a beguiling call to death and I'm addicted to the sweet pitch of its siren. That that starts sweet ends bitter, and that which starts bitter ends sweet.”

“Now if we're finished jousting over sex-""Darling,I haven't even picked up my lance.""That's a very weak double entendre."She had him there. "It's early.why don't you tell me why i'm having breakfast with you.""I was up all night."The comment that occurred to him was not only weak,but crude.He let it pass.”