My brother Jim and I spent many wonderful summers working on dairy farms in Wisconsin owned by Mom’s cousins, and as members of our local Boy Scout troop.

Tears are the biggest weapon used by every girl against the boys with a success rate of hundred percent.

Please allow me the honour of allowing you to bestow upon me a blowjob.

I’m doing a new musical on Broadway, which opens in October called ‘The Boy from Oz,’ where I play Peter Allen. For those of you who don’t know, he became first famous in America for marrying Liza Minelli.

My dad was a surgeon in Egypt. He was a general surgeon. As a little boy I always admired what he was doing, and I wanted to do surgery.

I am only 8 years old, I told myself. No little boy of 8 has ever murdered anyone. It’s not possible.

The Boy Scouts of America is no longer entirely what people think it is. Essentially, it has been hijacked by religious conservatives.

One year they asked me to be poster boy – for birth control.

When I was a boy in Desuq, Egypt, a city on the Rosetta branch of the Nile, about 50 miles east of Alexandria, my family lived steps away from the local landmark, a mosque named for a 13th-century Sufi sheik.

I’m such an L.A. boy, I love hanging out by the beach and throwing some steaks on the grill.

I was always a fan of Spider-Man and most superheroes. There aren’t a whole lot of little boys out there that aren’t.

I went to an all boys’ school in South London and the only god was sport.

My angel-boy is close now, as in five-feet-away close. There’s no way I’m going to burst into song in front of him. But then the contrary part of me says, you’re going to let a boy keep you from singing out loud? Sing, sister! Sing!So I do, and my angel-boy turns his head.

Strength and victory… What he would never praise himself for, but whose loss was his most obsessive fear.

That’s the thing about hands. I love to hold hands because it brings comfort to me to know and feel I’m holding onto the person I love.

I always saw myself as really ugly. My father even told me I was ugly because I would shave my head and look like a boy.

It was snowing when I got off the bus at Flax Hill. Not quite regular snowfall, not exactly a blizzard. This is how it was: The snow came down heavily, settled for about a minute, then the wind moved it – more rolled it, really – onto another target. One minute you were covered in...

It’s HE-RO,” the boy argued.”No,” the girl insisted,”it’s HER-O.

One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him. And it hurts when you don’t. And it feels like someone’s cut you open with a jagged piece of glass.

I was very thin, like a boy, and I was very un-sexy.

Aleksar Greene was a boy I used to play with. He was my imaginary friend.

You are an intriguing combination, half child, half seductress, half angel.”I laughed sort and bitterly. “That’s what all men like to think about women. Little girls they have to take care of–when I know for a fact it is the male who is more boy than man.

I was not a ‘Doctor Who’ fan. As a kid, I thought it was scary and for boys.

He always accuses me of trying to look’cool’, I was like, ‘everybody tries to look cool, I just happen to be successful.

You must find a boy your own age. Someone mild and beautiful to be your lover. Someone who will tremble for your touch, offer you a marguerite by its long stem with his eyes lowered. Someone whose fingers are a poem.

I think if I produced a show I would not want to be part of that production. That’s not… I’m not… I mean, I couldn’t even sell Boy Scout chocolate bars when I was a kid!

You don’t tell a boy that he is a boy. You simply act like a man.

Development is better than Girl-friend

If you’re a boy, you always want to be in a western; and any actor I know would like to be in a horror.

Halfway to the house Stan stopped and turned to Jane. He put his hands on her shoulders and drew her toward him.”I’m glad we’re going steady,” he whispered.”So am I.”In spite of the reassuring weight of his bracelet on her wrist, Jane suddenly felt shy. It seemed strange to be so close to Stan, to...

Fireworks. Snowflakes. Sunstroke and frostbite. It was all that I could ask for and completely unexpected. I expected demands. He gifted me with tenderness. I expected ego. He let me experiment. I expected disrespect. He called me beautiful. I expected him to expect perfection. He taught me all I needed to know.

The reason that the all-American boy prefers beauty to brains is that he can see better than he can think.

I’ve been in Vegas. That’s where you get into the money thing. Boy, you get greedy in Vegas, you know. That’s the only place that you can bet $25, get it up to $500 and refuse to quit.

Two blades clashed, ringing like a bell. Like all small boys, Philip thought his father was invincible; and this was the moment when he learned the truth.

And what if you try to kill me? Or worse: to kiss me?

That’s the thing about hands, I love to hold hands because it brings comfort to me to feel I’m holding onto someone I love.

Becoming a man means doing the right thing even though it may be hard or difficult. Boys do what is easiest. A man does what is right, whether easy or not.

The best way to listen to the album is to put it on, get some Moet, lay back with your boys, and kick it.

I’m the poster boy for Propecia. It’s amazing.

Boys will always be boys,’ he said. ‘Therelationship obviously wasn’t meant to be.’ He told me I should trust that the break-up was for thebest, even if I couldn’t see that yet. As with every form of suffering, heartache brings with it catharsis,and turns us into better human beings. ‘It is like an iron in...

Ophelia,’ said the boy. He said it very quietly. She didn’t like the way he said that at all. He sounded sad and as though he expected more from her.’And how do you know my name anyways?’ she said. ‘I never told you it, not once.”I heard it once, a long time ago.’He was full...

‘Cause I felt I didn’t have anything else to prove as a musician… and boy was I wrong about that one.

I’m a real big country boy.

I’m not a philosopher, I’m just a simple boy from East Ham.

‘The Polar Express’ began with the idea of a train standing alone in the woods. I asked myself, ‘What if a boy gets on that train? Where does he go?’

I think of ‘The Hobbit’ as more like a boy’s own film, like those annuals from the 1930s and 1940s.

I would be ready to become a dad if I was with the right person. I’d like a boy, though. Because they’re in charge.

I do recommend it for all girls, and boys, out there: put on a pair of fishnet stockings and find your inner sexiness!

You can’t tell the story of a 13-year-old boy who knows every lyric to ‘Phantom of the Opera’ without also referencing how much teasing he gets at school.

I beg you to look at the promising boys and beautiful girls in your homes and in your communities, and then you will not put these temptations in their way.