I'm related to people I don't relate to.

Calvin: Dear Santa, before I submit life to your scrutiny, I demand to know who made YOU the matter of my fate?! Who are YOU to question my behavior, HUH??? What gives you the right?! Hobbes: Santa makes the toys, so he gets to decide who to give them to. Calvin: Oh.

I think of football as a sport the way ducks think of hunting as a sport.

For no reason I can think of, I've wandered far astray. And that is how I got to where I find myself today.

They can't chain my spirit! My spirit runs free! Walls can't contain it! Laws can't restrain it! Authority has no power over it!

I'm crying because out there he's gone, but he's not gone inside me.

I let my mind wander and it didn't come back.