“I'll come and make love to you at five o'clock. If I'm late, start without me. Codeine...bourbon..." (Tallulah Bankhead's last coherent words).”
“You'll have to leave my meals on a tray outside the door because I'll beworking pretty late on the secret of making myself invisible, which may take me almost until eleven o'clock.”
“I write love poems when I'm not rapping. It comes naturally." He winked at me."If you start rapping, I promise you I'll throw myself off this platform.”
“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”
“Its five o'clock some where”