I never boned a honey that I didn't like, I never saw a mile that I couldn't hike. I never had a spliff to make me choke, I never had a pocket that was broke.

Move over just a bit to the right of me, For I cannot see Where the booty is.

I drink twenty forties, smoke forty blunts, Say a hundred rhymes, and not sound like you once.

I said, 'Hey', she said, 'Hi.' I said, 'Us', she said, 'Try,' 'And if you're thinkin strictly boots, then I'll say baby, bye bye.'

Brothers think I'm dissing, but I'm really on the dicks Look into my album, kid, you'll see all the flicks

God did not create you for sorrow and sickness

Let us have Wine and Women Mirth and Laughter Sermons and soda-water the day after.

Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.

Yes you may come." Paris held up a hand to delay Myrina's raptures. "But this time you will not be wearing my crown. You will be my slave, and believe me I shall enjoy ordering you around.

If I lived a billion years more, in my body or yours, there's not a single experience on Earth that could ever be as good as being dead. Nothing.

It is the nature of walls that they should fall.

All I've ever wanted to do was be a great dad, and yet there's no stopping this existential mirror that's held up to yourself when you're about to have a kid.

I don't believe that there is fair enough understanding of either our status as women or the total context of our lives, which is very rich and multi-faceted.

I have a desire to help animals, the question of whether it makes financial sense, it's my money and I get to do what I want with it. It's an expensive hobby I picked up at the end of my life.

I'm a giraffe. I even walk like a giraffe with a long neck and legs. It's a pretty dumb animal, mind you.