Enlightenment is x-rated, honey; if you haven't checked it out. It's hot, it's vivacious. You're going to take your mind and merge it with the entire cosmos.
Sweet Honey of Dagda, now I was babbling.
There's not a lot of towns that I can go to and take family - too many incongruous knocks on doors - "Hello, honey. Have you missed me?"
Ladies have come up with all these expressions to reassure men. "Oh, honey, it's not the size of the ship, it's the motion of the ocean. " That may be true, but it takes a long time to get to England in a rowboat.
I was the all-American face. You name it, honey - American Dairy Milk, Metropolitan Life insurance, McDonald's, Burger King. The Face That Didn't Matter - that's what I called my face.
Because of the varroa mite, wild honey bees are now, for all practical purposes, extinct in the United States.
Just as bees make honey from thyme, the strongest and driest of herbs, so do the wise profit from the most difficult of experiences.
When Maester Aemon heard him sing, he said his voice was honey poured over thunder.
When I lose my temper, honey, you can't find it any place.
It's salt. Why don't you sprinkle some on me, honey? Aren't I just good enough to eat?
For honesty coupled to beauty, is to have honey a sauce to sugar.
Being able to write becomes a kind of shield, a way of hiding, a way of too instantly transforming pain into honey.
Sweet words are like honey, a little may refresh, but too much gluts the stomach.
With hair, heels, and attitude, honey, I am through the roof.
But human nature cannot be content on a diet of honey and if there is nothing in one's life that requires pity, one must invent it; for to go through life unpitied would be an unthinkable loss.
Honey, we all got to go sometime, reason or no reason. Dying's as natural as living. The man who's too afraid to die is too afraid to live.
Honey the party went away quickly, but thats the trouble with ticking and talking.
Your lips, beloved, are like a honeycomb: honey and milk are under the tongue. And the smell of your clothes is like the smell of my home.
It's like a bear stumbling into a beehive or a honey cache: I'm stumbling right into it and getting stuck, and it's delicious and it's horrible and I'm in it and it's not very graceful and it's very awkward and it's very painful and yet there's something inevitable about it.
Honey, nobody ever knows someone completely. You have to just enjoy what you do know and have faith in the rest.