Flirting Is Conversational Chemistry.

You Don't Necessarily Live For The Moment; You Live For Hope-what You're Going To Get, What You're Going To Say, What You're Going To Think.

The Last Thing I Want To Become Is One Of Those Talking Heads Where Everything Is Satiny Smooth And You Know What The Next Question Is Going To Be

All I Want Are High Heels, High Heels. If I Was A Girl, I'd Wear A Lot Of High Heels. High, Stiletto Heels.

I Equate Peonies With Love Because They're The First Blooms Of Summer.

In Paris, It Used To Feel Like You Were Living In A Museum. As Beautiful As It Was, It's Still Limited. But Here You Have Just Everything.