Some people tap their feet, some people snap their fingers, and some people sway back and forth. I just sorta do 'em all together, I guess.

We are all born sexual creatures, thank God, but it's a pity so many people despise and crush this natural gift.

Everyone probably thinks that I'm a raving nymphomaniac, that I have an insatiable sexual appetite, when the truth is I'd rather read a book.

People have to follow their hearts, and if their hearts lead them to Wal-Mart, so be it.

Will the people in the cheaper seats clap your hands? And the rest of you, if you'll just rattle your jewelry.

The thought of two thousand people crunching celery at the same time horrified me.