I'm having too much fun today to worry about tomorrow.

I think everybody's weird. We should all celebrate our individuality and not be embarrassed or ashamed of it.

if you love two people at the same time, choose the second. Because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn't have fallen for the second.

The only creatures that are evolved enough to convey pure love are dogs and infants.

Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate

We don't always cry because we are weak, sometimes we cry because we have been strong, brave and courageous for way too long.

People cry, not because they're weak. It's because they've been strong for too long.

When kids hit one year old, it's like hanging out with a miniature drunk. You have to hold onto them. They bump into things. They laugh and cry. They urinate. They vomit.

If someone were to harm my family or a friend or somebody I love, I would eat them. I might end up in jail for 500 years, but I would eat them.

I was ecstatic they re-named 'French Fries' as 'Freedom Fries'. Grown men and women in positions of power in the U.S. government showing themselves as idiots.

There's a drive in me that won't allow me to do certain things that are easy.

There is no role too small for a big actor.

She knows she is in Chicago. But she does not yet realize that she is in Illinois.

You would be amazed what the ordinary guy knows.

In my family, as in most middle-class Indian families I knew when I was growing up, science and mathematics were held in awe.

I'm not a role model or the poster child for how to do anything.

How few people will realize how much detail had to be gone into before Bakelite was a commercial success.

It would seem to me that I was committing a theft if I were to let one day go by without doing some work.

I spent my childhood outdoors on my grandparents' farm. I learned to ride a motorbike when I was about six, a little PeeWee 50. I'd climb trees - there was a big weeping willow.

I'll beat him so bad he'll need a shoehorn to put his hat on.

I am terrified by this dark thing That sleeps in me; All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.