Oh God, it's her, run!

There are any number of magical creatures, mostly female, whose singing can bring about horror and death. Sirens, undines, banshees, Bananarama tribute bands...

Never go anywhere without condiments. Condiments are our friends.

The only good hero is the kind who survives to talk about merchandising.

Nothing is hidden, nothing is ever lost, nothing is ever forgotten. That's always been part of my problem.

Though I often run out of courage and good sense, stubbornness keeps me going.

Sometimes humour is all we have to say the things that can't be said.

You know, sometimes I swear the whole universe runs on irony.

If you don't trust anyone, they can't let you down.

Keep your mind too open, and you never know what might walk in.

Wait. You've got principles? We'll have to update your file.

Man. Being mostly dead is hard on a guy.

When opposition presses (OPPRESSION) one has to persevere, press, push back but never allow yourself to be pressed like a grape unless the juice is your victory wine.

Sticking with a marriage. That's true grit, man.

A massive amount of quantity with a deliberate focus on improvement leads to the knowledge and experience of how to make quality.

I've always been wary of marriage.

If wits were pins, the man would be a veritable hedgehog.

Suddenly, it's all too much. Bryn and the bump watch. Vanessa with my high school yearbook. The idea that nothing's sacred. Everything's fodder. That my life belongs to anyone but me.

Be a collector of good ideas. Keep a journal. If you hear a good idea, capture it, write it down. Don't trust your memory.

You have treated the arts as the cherry on the cake. It needs to be the yeast.

Bad things can happen to anyone at any time, whether you follow the rules or not.