Who discovered we could get milk from cows, and what did he think he was doing at the time?

I used to have Mad Cow's disease, but I'm alright Nooooooooow.

I think my securities far outweigh my insecurities. I am not nearly as afraid of myself and my imagination as I used to be.

Nothing means anything here. When they pull down an outstanding building, no one objects. Oh, maybe there's a wee protest from some collectors or something who take a picture of it before it vanishes.

I started to draw desert islands. They were just rough, shapes in the middle of the page. Then I began drawing shapes within those shapes and I was amazed how quickly the islands got better. It took off from there.

Don't work out, work in.

What always staggers me is that when people blow their noses, they always look into their hankies to see what came out. What do they expect to find?