Never miss a party...good for the nerves--like celery.

I'll drink your champagne. I'll drink every drop of it, I don't care if it kills me.

It's all life is. Just going 'round kissing people.

Believe me, I may be a bit blasé, but I can still get any man I want.

I hope I haven't given you the impression that I consider kissing intrinsically irrational.

You've got an awfully kissable mouth.