“Could you hold the chainsaw a bit closer to your mouth, please?”

“Even after a tiring day, I want to hold you tightly in my arms. Come a little closer to me and take away all my tiredness with your love, kiss me with your rosy pink lips, refresh my tired evening a little bit.”

“How would your life change if your actions did all the talking and all you used your mouth for was to say please and thank you?”

“If I hold you any closer I'll be in back of you!”

“If you [Americans] behave with disrespect – even just a little bit – [the Iranian people] will punch you in the mouth so hard that all your devouring teeth will fall off.”

“I couldn’t see what you could show me
Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid”

“I could not resist the temptation of mystifying him a bit, I suppose it is some taste of the original apple that remains still in our mouths.”

“The more powerful you become, the more others will find ways to master you. They'll do it through those you love and those you hate. They will find the bit and the bridle that fits your mouth and will make you yield.”

“Be proud, Frenchmen! Lift high your heads, Frenchmen! You are no longer anything, and this man is everything! He holds in his hand your intelligence, as a child holds a bird. Any day he pleases, he can strangle the genius of France.”

“Don't leave yet," he said, his voice hoarse. "Let me do something. Let me feed you. Hold you. Rub your shoulders. Change your oil. Anything, please.”