How did I know? Paul, I've known since you were eight and I caught you masturbating in front of the TV to Bo and Luke Duke.

We all have pain, Wes. It isn't life without it. What matters in life isn't that we escape pain. What matters is that we overcome it.

It was a full Spears album, apparently, and each song was as ridiculous as the one before. They were catchy, yes, but so was the plague.

We all have pain, Wes. It isn't life sithout it. What matters in life isn't that we escape pain. What matters is that we overcome it.

Endings are hard, but important. You have to have an end, so you can have another beginning.

It's your eyes, I think. They promise something kind. Heaven help the world should you ever turn dark. You would send Satan himself scrambling.

Every book is a revolution. Books are our ticket out of boredom, despair, loneliness—but also ignorance.

Walter Lucas, you’re going to marry me. And you’re getting epically laid as soon as we get home.

moments of something this good, this unexpected and off his usual path, they always dredged up old shit, like somehow happiness came with sorrow as its anchor.

As Elijah collapsed, shaking, against him, Baz wrapped his arms around his lover, shut his eyes and let the velvet rope Elijah had used to lead him here settle comfortably around his heart.

I can win anytime. Kevin's going to go back to Burbank and tell everybody in his cubicle how he won at the Golden Nugget. Sometimes the pot isn't the money.

The gods are blind. And men see only what they wish.

After eating the world's bread, we wake each morning to remember: We are still hungry. Seek a better loaf. Eat, and never die. Taste, savor, and be filled forever.

Yes, you are right! I am your leftover trash. I hope you know a bum got to eat too. I believe you were one when I met you.

By deceiving Drona, Yudhishthira corrupts his teacher's relationship with the world. So do we every time we lie - we corrupt the 'other' in the same way.

There's something fundamental you have to understand about yourself before you can change your life for good.

. . . And so Charlie Asher . . . led an army of fourteen-inch-tall bundles of animal bits, armed with everything from knitting needles to a spork, into the storm sewers of San Fransciso.

Canadians still spend so much time discussing what it means to be Canadian.

I have voted for the ANC, but I would very sadly not be able to vote for them after the way things have gone.

I always end up being the evil one, and I wouldn't hurt a fly.

I'm trying to trick people into thinking about the unthinkable by using pop culture images.