Mushrooms grow on cow turds. I love that. I think that's why you giggle the first hour.

Don't worry; don't be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride.

Just a simple choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one.

I'm tired of this back-slappin' "isn't humanity neat" bullshit. We're a virus with shoes.

I believe that there is an equality to all humanity. We all suck.

Watching television is like taking black spray paint to your third eye.

I don't like anything in the mainstream and they don't like me.

It has become more and more obvious that there is one political party in America, and that is The Business Party.

It's not a war on drugs, it's a war on personal freedom.

Any organization created out of fear must create fear to survive.

I am a misanthropic humanist... Do I like people? They're great, IN THEORY.

Fear walks through the City, fear without name, without shape. All men feel it and none dare to speak.

Appreciation generates energy, like thankfulness creates increase.

What happened when we died? How were we to know that death wasn't as profound an adventure as life was?

That was other thing i hated about kids; they always said th exact things that deep dpwn you already knew, would never admit, and most certainly never wanted to hear.

you ever been trapped in a world where you're everyone's worst nightmare?

Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow.

It is the mutual duty of all to practice Christian forbearance, love, and charity toward each other.

Diabetes is an all-too-personal time bomb which can go off today, tomorrow, next year, or 10 years from now - a time bomb affecting millions like me and the children here today.

When you are faced with an important decision, be sure that your choice will lead you nearer to Christ.

When she walked...she stretched out long and thin like a little tiger, and held her head high to look over the grass as if she were treading the jungle.