"Why take the stairs when someone else can take them for you? Love is like a flight of stairs—somebody’s going to take them, so I may as well be unselfish and take the elevator."
"We made love like two folding lawn chairs. We were both motionless, but the possibility of movement permeated the moment."
"Making benches is no walk in the park. It takes one a lot of love to make a bench, and then it takes two to make love on that bench."
"A windmill has arms, but does not hug. Where’s the love?"
"As much as I want to make love to you, I’d rather make love to your clone."
"Two become one when two are in love—or when the waitress asks about our dinner bill. I’ll pay next time, I promise."