There's so few people in this town with a conscience.
Look, there's nothing wrong with people being happy, but there's more to life than turning on and screwing to Ravel's Bolero.
I think that there are few people in one's life that you never really feel that they're gone. I have to remind myself that she isn't around.
Don't just stand there, idiot. Call a doctor, and then help me find a nose.
Shame is an unhappy emotion invented by pietists in order to exploit the human race.
Being thrown out of this place is significantly better than being thrown out of a leper colony.