Dear Die-ary, today I stuffed some dolls full of dead rats I put in the blender. I'm wondering if, maybe, there really is something wrong with me.

Nothing quite brings out the zest for life in a person like the thought of their impending death.

But now I have a lot of little kids who watched Invader Zim whenever they could find it on television.

I am the rightful heir to the flaming global throne of evil. I WILL TAKE THIS WORLD AS MINE, so if you people could just cooperate it would be very nice.

I never killed anyone. I avoid going over that edge by writing about a guy who has taken a flying leap over it.

Doing something purely for one's own enjoyment is fine, but, I must admit, finding that others enjoy it as well has a certain power over the corners of my mouth.

I think there is something a little too self conscious about enjoying being an outsider.

Why does this person who is sitting behind a desk and never watches cartoons is arguing about what cartoons should be like. Its so creepy realizing that this person is a lunatic.

I take little bits and pieces of ideas that I may or may not believe in but I give them to this character and he runs with them. I have fun with however he handles the situation.

I like not being dead. Anything beyond that is just icing on the cake.My undead cake of livingness.

The world would be a much nicer place if people only used guns on themselves.

Every great dream has no defined parameters, out of fear we set the limitations.

There is only one group to blame for the continued suffering of these innocent victims: the House majority and their Speaker John Boehner.

But if you look at WorldCom, which is the biggest failure to date, they grew dramatically, they were buying companies that were bigger than they were and they were doing it off inflated stock.

If you heart had a voice, Beloved, what would it say?

I'm just trying to change my life because I'm not above killing any drug dealer for money.

In order not to be astonished at obtaining victories, one ought not to think only of defeats.

The acceptance of homosexuality is the last step in the decline of Gentile civilization.

The difference between a man and his valet: they both smoke the same cigars, but only one pays for them.

I am but a student... a willing student.

True and False are attributes of speech, not of things. And where speech is not, there is neither Truth nor Falsehood.