The funniest thing about some people is that they have no sense of humor.
I can face anything, except the future, and certain parts of the past and present.
There may not be a Heaven, but there is a San Francisco.
Being dead is one way to experience nothing, another is to attend some classes at my school.
I don't have any solution, but I certainly admire the problem.
I want to reach your mind - where is it currently located?