I've had seven balls of light come off a UFO...explain to me telepathically we are all one and there's no such thing as death.

I saw...a kid on a leash. You seen these people? Kid on a leash? How horrible. Put him in the pound where he belongs.

Right foot, left foot, hemorrhage.

I find it ironic that people who are against things that cause sexual thoughts are generally fundamentalist Christians who also believe you should be fruitful and multiply.

Isn't that weird, we've made nature against the law. That's how un-natural we've become.

I'm just trying to rid the world of all these fevered egos that are tainting our collective unconscious.

Courtroom for Ted Bundy's trial is packed with women, trying to meet him and give him love letters and wedding-fucking-proposals...and the first thought that enters my mind is, "And I'm not getting laid." What am I doing wrong?