I wanted to wake you straightaway, but I knew I had to wait several hours to ensure you were safely recovered.""What! How long has it been?""Five minutes. I got bored.

Check out that one at the end. He's taken the form of a footstool. Weird...but somehow I like his style.""That is a footstool.

I—though forced through lack of space to assume the form of a stoic guinea pig crouched between the girl's shoe and the glove compartment—was my usual dignified self.

In my youth, I was always one for the dramatic entrance. Now, in keeping with my character, I gravitate more toward the subtle and refined. Okay, with the occasional feathered serpent thrown in.

The Lord God is our great helper.

The ability to think isn't exclusive to erudite

The mind itself is an art object ... The mind is a blue guitar on which we improvise the song of the world.

Did you think I was immortal?

I feel like I am in turbo mode as a student of entertainment.

In the world who knowes not to swimme, goes to the bottome. [In the world, who knows not to swim goes to the bottom.]

Blend a little folly with thy worldly plans: it is delightful to give loose on a proper occasion.

Rationalizing is the self-exculpation which occurs when we feel ourselves, or our group, accused of misapprehension or error.

We may love men and we may live with men, but some of them have said stupendously inaccurate things about us, our bodies, and our psyches.

Because the moment you stop doing the very things that got you to the top of the mountain is the very moment you begin the slid down to the valley.