He always had a problem with the purity of others. Never his own.

After all the evidence is in--after you've run all the facts by everything you know--and you're still lost, you have to do some things on faith.

If there was anything I learned from John the Baptist, it was that the sooner you confess a mistake, the quicker you can get on to making new and better mistakes.

Abby: I could be a slave to your darkest desires. I can do things. Anything you want. Tommy: Well, that's terrific, because we have a lot of laundry piled up and the apartment is a wreck. Abby: Anything you desire, my lord. I can do laundry, clean, bring you small creatures to quench your thirst until I am worthy.

I fear you may become a lonely man, even in the company of others.

Shoes off in the whale! And don't try and make a break for the anus.

I'm thinking of being a professional mourner. How hard can it be? Tear at your hair, sing a dirge or two, take the rest of the week off.