The school sent you flowers. I’m sure that totally makes up for the fact that they hired the psychotic, soul-stealing pedophile who murdered you in your own home.

What if I was the sexual equivalent of popcorn? Suitable for light snacking only?

The worst memories stick with us, while the nice ones always seem to slip through our fingers.

Chocolate says "I'm sorry" so much better than words.

You don't know me. Don't ever think you know me. The only things you know about me are the things you made me do, and that illustrates your character, not mine.

I am not cute. I am the dreaded Grim Reaper. People fear me, you know. There's a whole song about it.

At least you don’t need a prescription for tequila.

Stay for me. Stay with me. There will never be anyone else. Not in my bed. Not in my life. And not in my heart.

If she were going to die, I'd already be screaming. I'm a female bean sidhe. That's what we do.

You know, most girls sleep with a teddy bear or an extra pillow. But I gotta say, that's kinda hot.

...sometimes compassion is the greater part of honor.

Neither of us mentioned him when we woke on the morning after his death...One is not jealous of the dead, and it seemed easy to me that morning to take up our old life together.

You build legacy when you do something and also when you do nothing.

We're here to get to know and study ourselves. The path, the way to do that, our main vehicle, is going to be meditation, and some sense of general wakefulness.

Patience is productive only when aligned and doggedly chasing of objectives is pursued with consistence and persistence

All this visible world is but an imperceptible point in the ample bosom of nature.

I don't believe in taking foolish chances, but nothing can be accomplished if we don't take any chances at all.

My childhood was as conventional as you could get.

I've got a great life. It's a shame the work gets in the way of the golf, really.

One thing I agree with Donald Trump on is, there's something going on in the Muslim world.

Love and you shall be loved. All love is mathematically just, as much as two sides of an algebraic equation.