To Hell we have already been.

Some would do just about anything for an exodus.

Life goes on. And so does death.

...he fed his insides before they fed on him.

She's mad, but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire.

Why do you pray if you doubt you are heard?

I grew up a Catholic and I dont want to talk badly about the Catholic Church but theres a lot of routine stuff going on. You say the same prayers, you sit, you kneel, whatever.

For me, almost always, the answer was cake.

It's hard to tell whether the ship or airplane - they're all the same, I'm convinced - is male or female; it may shift back and forth.

In the face of such hopelessness as our eventual, unavoidable death, there is little sense in not at least trying to accomplish all of your wildest dreams in life.

Life is real, and death is the illusion.

And believe it or not, she has a phone and everything. She stopped using smoking signals last year.

Parent hard, play hard. That's my philosophy.

Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.