Yesterday, some hooligans knocked over a dustbin in Shaftesbury.

How do I know the Bible isn't the word of God? Well if it was the word of God it would be clear and easy to understand...considering God was the creator of LANGUAGE!

I need my sleep. I need about eight hours a day, and about ten at night.

It's my object to be stared at like a dog that's just been shown a card trick.

Eternal suffering awaits anyone who questions god's infinite love.

Will there be titty? Sure. Boom! I'm a producer. Where you been all our life, boy? We been lookin for you in Hollywood.

The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one.