They decided that all liars should be whipped. And a man came along and told them the truth. And they hanged him.

"You know that it is quite preposterous of you to chase rainbows," said the sane person to the poet. "Yet it would be rather beautiful if I did one day manage to catch one," mused the poet.

The fool rushed to certain conclusions. The middling man approached them warily, and with circumspection. And the wise man, perceiving them from afar, decided to go round another way.

Let the tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil fall, soundless in the moldering woods.

Fear will do one thing and one thing only: hold you back

We love but while we may; And therefore is my love so large for thee, Seeing it is not bounded save by love.

I judge a restaurant by the bread & the coffee.

I have done all that I came into this world to do. I have worked task work, and have the rest of the day to myself.

Heaven is a state of awareness. Hell is a state of awareness.

I now attend non-orthodox synagogues, and study little during the secular week.

I'm making fun of midwestern homophobia [in the joke], but I'm still saying faggot. And almost every month as I'm doing that joke it gets five percent less of a laugh.

You want to go easy on the suicide stuff - first thing you know, you'll ruin your health.

Who said that artists should sell their soul, expose everything about themselves?