Pastoral Resources

I guess he wanted to see a little more sexual activity because in real life, in bed I think less is more and let the woman come to me. Frankly, I don't even need a woman there.

What does good in bed mean to me? When I'm sick and I stay home from school propped up with lots of pillows watching TV and my mom brings me soup - that's good in bed.

My voice had a long, nonstop career. It deserves to be put to bed with quiet and dignity, not yanked out every once in a while to see if it can still do what it used to do. It can't.

I didn't beat her. I just pushed her out of bed.

No matter how big or soft or warm your bed is, you still have to get out of it.

Agatha Christie has given more pleasure in bed than any other woman.

I've got a book of poetry by the bed, one of these big collections that goes back to the Greeks and Romans.

I began to pray those same fervent prayers, lying in bed at night, hoping to see a scroll unrolled from the ceiling with a message from God just for me.

I do have odd habits. I check under my bed every night for the bogeyman. That's just a little thing, though.

My bed isn't made, I'm tired, I haven't slept well for two weeks. I haven't been laid in a month. I don't have a girlfriend. I have a warrant for my arrest.

It's no treat being in bed with me.

Marriage is like life - it is a field of battle, not a bed of roses.

I wouldn't know a space-time continuum or warp core breach if they got into bed with me.

There were mornings when I just didn't want to get out of bed. But once again, I'm in an adverse situation and having to deal with something new and learn how to do it.

Content and technology are strange bed fellows. We are joined together. Sometimes we misunderstand each other. But isn't that after all the definition of marriage?

I get really restless when I haven't worked for a day and a half. I have a recurring dream that people are lined up next to my bed, waiting for autographs and taking pictures of me!

All men are children, and of one family. The same tale sends them all to bed, and wakes them in the morning.

Early to rise and early to bed makes a man healthy, wealthy, and dead.

Sophistication might be described as the ability to cope gracefully with a situation involving the presence of a formidable menace to one's poise and prestige (such as the butler, or the man under the bed - but never the husband).

Every minute this broad spends outside of bed is a waste of time.