I went down like a tray of dishes

To every difficulty, God’s grace abounds.

At the end of life, at the end of YOUR life, what essence emerges? What have you filled the world with? In remembering you, what words will others choose?

I couldn't care less about who sees my bits ... My friends asked how I could do scenes like that and not get excited, but it wasn't like that. My bits looked the size of a cashew nut!

To make a squirrel look less uptight, put tiny sunglasses on it.

It is becoming clear that many diseases - especially cancer - are highly complex and may respond better to a multi-drug approach which targets many different aspects of a disease process.

There are some men who in a fifty-fifty proposition insist on getting the hyphen too.

What name to call thee by, O virgin fair, I know not, for thy looks are not of earth And more than mortal seems thy countenances

That’s the problem with heartbreak, to you it’s like an atomic bomb but to the world it’s just a cliche because in the end we all have the same experience.

Where the grass is greener, the water bill is bigger.

As a picture painted in yellow always radiates spiritual warmth, or as one in blue has apparently a cooling effect, so green is only boring.