When love dissipates, it’s like dancing with daisies at midnight, and you don’t get easy at it when you’re deceased. And make no mistake, you will die before romance will.

“Don’t lift my words without permission. It might lead to a hernia.”

“He flatters me because he knows I am flattered by him flattering me. And that f…”

“Cupid, that chubby cherub love dispenser, is dead. But before he died, he appoi…”

“I’m romantic. I’ll try to make your bed while you’re still sleeping in it.”