The Dark Side of the Heart

Oliverio: The ball I threw while playing in the park has not yet reached the ground

Oliverio: I don't give a damn if if her skin feels like a peach or sandpaper It's irrelevant. if she wakes up with breath like an aphrodisiac or an insecticide. I'm perfectly willing to put up with a nose that'd win first prize at a carrot show. But on one thing I am intransigent. On no account whatsoever will I forgive a woman who cannot fly. If she can't,she'd better forget me.