“She gathered herself together. No one could describe the scorn of her expression or the contemptuous hatred she put into her answer.
"You men! You filthy dirty pigs! You're all the same, all of you. Pigs! Pigs!"”

“You can put lipstick on a pig. It's still a pig.”

“When you're given a brilliant child you polish her and let her shine.
Pigs in Heaven”

“I learned long ago never to wrestle with a pig. … You get dirty and besides the pig likes it.”

““You really are a pig,” she decided coldly.
“You’ve got your snout in the trough here too,” he reminded her.”

“I slept with this girl, and in the morning I asked her if she wanted breakfast in bed. She said one pig in the blanket was enough.”

“I remembered something my first partner had told me. Never wrestle with a pig, Lindsay. You both get dirty. The pig likes it.”

“I tell you to thinkthoughts and you come up with that?!" the lieutenant had screamed. "Is a guinea pigDo you consider a guinea pig the representation of all that is evil?"

Maybe… if it's an evil guinea pig.”

“I think they put some lipstick on a pig, but it's still a pig.”

“No matter what has happened, you're not a pig-boy; you're an Assistant Pig Keeper!”