On the maps provided by science, we find everything except ourselves.
Writing good jokes requires effort. Think I'll just start dressing funnier.
Brain damage and stupidity are very different things, but can have similar effects on the wearer.
I think you have a lot to offer. . . not necessarily as a person, but as an organ donor.
If only St. Valentine was around to see his memory celebrated through the mindless marketing of whipping cream and lingerie.
I don't know about you, but I like to fall in love on Mondays. This way if things go south right away you still have the weekend.
Life is what you make of it, unless you have tourette's, in which case much becomes involuntary.
There is no beauty unaided, no excellence that does not sink to the barbarous, unless saved by art.
When established identities become outworn or unfinished ones threaten to remain incomplete, special crises compel men to wage holy wars, by the cruelest means, against those who seem to question or threaten their unsafe ideological bases.
Scott Brown's victory in Massachusetts has got to have Ted Kennedy rolling over in his grave, spilling his drink.
And it isn't that I'm so unhappy I don't want to live anymore. That's not what it feels like. It feels more like I'm tired and bored and the party's gone on too long and I want to go home. I feel flat and there doesn't seem to be anything to look forward to, so I'd rather call it a day.