Joan Rivers Quotes

I think that making love is the best form of exercise.

This is brain surgery. Ski masks on my bullets, let 'em commit brain burglary. Emergency, it's an emergency. Someone in all black left the whole scene burgundy.

He kissed her and killed her then dumped her body in the river.

When you make love, you must be making love.

It's always bad news when you kill your date

I am going to kill you," he hissed. She gulped. "Don't you want to lecture me first?" He stared at her with a heavy dose of stupefaction. "I take that back," he said with precisely clipped words. "First I am going to strangle you, and then I am going to kill you." "Here?" she asked doubtfully, looking around. "Won't my dead body look suspicious in the morning?

almost any object, including this book you hold, can turn up as Exhibit A in a murder trial.

And that night we knew that to hold the body of women in our arms in neither ugly nor shameful, but the one ecstasy granted to the race of men.

Our law enforcement agencies have found bodies in the desert, either buried or just lying out there, that have been beheaded.

Sex without love is as hollow and ridiculous as love without sex.

You may make love in dancing as well as sitting.

Making love with a woman and sleeping with a woman are two separate passions, not merely different but opposite. Love does not make itself felt in the desire for copulation (a desire that extends to an infinite number of women) but in the desire for shared sleep (a desire limited to one woman).

One corpse, extra crispy! Do I hear a thousand dollars?

The intercourse of the sexes, I have dreamed, is incredibly beautiful, too fair to be remembered. I have had thoughts about it, but they are among the most fleeting and irrecoverable in my experience.

After a long day of trying, to make my songs pay, making love all day against the wall in the hallway.

My girlfriend asked me if I only love her for her body. I said no, baby. Just parts of it.

Someone's dead," said Malfoy, and his voice seemed to go up an octave as he said it. "One of your people...I don't know who, it was dark...I stepped over the body...I was supposed to be waiting up here when you got back, only your Phoenix lot got in the way.

When your blood is found at the murder scene, that's the end of the ball game, there's nothing more to say.

Down by the river, I shot my baby dead.

A library is a room where the murders take place.

Does somebody have an explanation why there's human flesh on the hall window upstairs?

There was sex, of course. Nakedness. Wall to wall, in and out of my thoughts. But when it was over it was her whispering voice I craved, and a human curled up in my arms.

My body, plowed by your body, will turn into a field where one is sown and a hundred reaped.

Me and crazy Janey were making love in the dirt singing our birthday songs.