"Randy Black : No baby, no. Not now. Just leave it. That's the trouble with people today. All uptight about tomorrow, hanging on to yesterday. It's no good, no good at all. There's only one time that counts - now, right now. If you don't live for now, why, you might as well just roll over and take the full count."

"Harris Allsworth: I want it, I need it, I love it when a beautiful woman licks between my toes."

"Porter Hall: She was living in a single room with three other individuals. One of them was a male, and the other two, well the other two were females. God only knows what they were up to in there... and furthermore, Susan, I wouldn't be the least bit surprised to learn that all four of them habitually smoked marijuana cigarettes... reefers."

"Step into my web said the spider, etcetera."

"You're a groovy boy. I'd like to strap you on sometime."

"There's juice freaks, and pill freaks, and then everybody's a freak! What you need is grass or a downer or something."

"For I am Superwoman, and you have spurned her!"

"Ere this night does wane, you will drink the black sperm of my vengeance!"

"And you, the infamous Ashley St. Ives, high priestess of carnality, what thou think of our fair minstrels?"

"[stumbling upon a couple having sex at his party] Glad to see my audience in such happy dalliance. Pray, let them joust in peace!"

"[showing Kelly around the party] Observe in yon quiet corner: an island of tranquility in a sea of revelry. The languid Roxanne finds beauty, that delicate pinch of feminine spice, with which she oftens flavors her interludes. Ah, look there, Lance Rocke! Greek god and part-time actor. See how well he performs? His is a special talent. The golden hair, the bedroom eyes, the firm young body. These are the tools with which he plies his trade. All are available for a price..."

"Come on, man. I doubt if you'd recognize a hippie. I'm a capitalist, baby. I work for my living, not suck off somebody else."

"When does ANY party start? When you get there!"

"In a scene like this you get a contact-high!"

"An angel has no memory."

"But you're soft and warm! We're told that Earth beings are cold."

"Ugo Tognazzi — Mark Hand"

"An angel does not make love, an angel is love."