Maybe the poets are right. Maybe love is the only answer.
I am serious... and don't call me Shirley.
Inigo Montoya: I do not mean to pry, but you don't by any chance happen to have six fingers on your right hand? Man in Black: Do you always begin conversations this way?
Vizzini: He didn't fall?! Inconceivable! Inigo Montoya: You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.
Villager: We have found a witch, may we burn her? Crowd: Burn her! Sir Bedevere: But how do you know she's a witch? Peasant 3: Well, she turned me into a newt! Sir Bedevere: A newt? Peasant 3: ... I got better.
Behind every great man... there's a woman rolling her eyes
People are more violently opposed to fur than to leather because it's safer to harass rich women than motorcycle gangs.
Mr Churchill, you are drunk. Madam, you are ugly, but I shall be sober in the morning.
Life's disappointments are harder to take when you don't know any swear words.
If love is the answer, could you rephrase the question?