Art corrupts. Absolute art corrupts absolutely. Please corrupt me absolutely.

Religion allows people to feel justified in acting out their primal instincts, that is, to assault, destroy, rape, and murder others, who they judge as being different and inferior to themselves.

Find someone you care enough about to help you control your drinking. Preferably yourself.

Human beings will be remembered as the race who tried to destroy everything they did not understand. People, animals, plants, even the giant ball they called home.

People need new things to excite them, new inventions, new ideas, new art, new drugs, if there are no new things, then they resort to war

Vanity does not pay the bills.

I am beautifully on my own. I am free. At the end of the day, we should be our own heroes. Our own savers. Our own heroes.

Beautiful girls, are a bit like been there, done that. Once you have had one, the mystery is gone.

Every second in the air in Paris is art.

They say All is well In the world of sickness But we know All is sick In the world of wellness

Life must be terrible for working people, considering they spend every Friday night celebrating a two day break from it.

I'm not a guru. I wish you wouldn't pose these things at me, man. Ask me about women or something.

Ye’re wet, ” he groaned. “I’m underwater.” “I ken that, bonny. But this dampness has nothing to do with that.

We need a shroud. A shroud for the son of Hermes.

I could easily not be the person that people know.

We learned early on that if we help enough people, the money will come.

Ever since her trip with Alexia to Scotland, Mrs. Tunstell had rather a taste for foreign travel. Alexia blamed it on the kilts.

Social networking sites like Myspace, Friendster, and Facebook have literally exploded in popularity in just a few short years.

There was a sound in the background like a distant sheep coughing gently on a mountainside. Jeeves sailing into action.

He who cheats with an oath acknowledges that he is afraid of his enemy, but that he thinks little of God.

Only thought can resemble. It resembles by being what it sees, hears, or knows; it becomes what the world offers it.