“My lord Jupiter knows how to sugarcoat the pill.”

“I want morning-after pills more than over the counter; I want morning-after pills with my check at dinner. I want morning-after pills on my hotel pillow when I go to bed at night.”

“How bitter were
the Prozac pills
of the last
few hundred mornings”

“White pill, blue pill, yellow pill, purple pill; its like swallowing a rainbow every bedtime.”

“How about Prozac? … The U. S. number one cause of [unnatural] death is suicide now because they give people suicide mass murder pills. … I want to get people off pills that the insert says will make you commit suicide and kill people! I want to blame the real culprit—suicide pills! Mass murder pills!”

“I want to know the side effects before I swallow the pill.”

“I'm doped and thick from my last sleeping pill.”

“No matter how love-sick a woman is, she shouldn't take the first pill that comes along.”

“"Pat, did they get you for the embezzling?" Harmony asked.
"That, and the fact that I got stopped with a few pills in my car," Pat said. "Seventeen thousand pills, to be exact".”

“Yes, Lord, you are innocence itself: how could you conceive of Nothingness, you who are plenitude? Your gaze is light and transforms all into light: how could you know the half-light in my heart?”