The hard rain nailed the night to the city.

The functions of intellect are insufficient without courage, love, friendship, compassion and empathy.

The whisper of the dusk is night shedding its husk.

Where there is cake, there is hope. And there is always cake.

Petting, scratching, and cuddling a dog could be as soothing to the mind and heart as deep meditation and almost as good for the soul as prayer.

Nothing is worse than being alone on the evening of the day when one's cow has exploded.

Only once in a generation does anything as fresh as a vomiting detective come along.

The hands of every clock are shears, trimming us away scrap by scrap, and every time piece with a digital readout blinks us towards implosion.

Most people tend to think the best of those who are blessed with beauty; we have difficulty imagining that physical perfection can conceal twisted emotions or a damaged mind.

Any drunk who has tried to put his car where a lamppost stands is a self-educated physicist.

Given my heritage and the ordeal of my childhood, I sometimes wonder why I myself am not insane. Maybe I am.

We will experience the life we have the faith to experience.

I would love to be loved for what I am, and not for what I have!

Let every man be respected as an individual and no man idolized.

Things don't have to change the world to be important.

No matter what, if you're a parent, you have to make sacrifices.

Happiness and suffering are states of mind, and so their main causes cannot be found outside the mind.

We're here to make people feel like a million dollars, not two cents.

Thought must be hidden in the verse like nutritional virtue in a fruit.

I was a monster, a problem child.

Self-love . . . is the sole antagonist of virtue, leading us constantly by our propensities to self-gratification in violation of our moral duties to others.