Most of the laugh tracks on television were recorded in the early 1950’s. These days, most of the people you hear laughing are dead.

In the big factory of perfecting human souls, the Earth was kind of tumbler. The sale as the kind people use to polish rocks. All souls come here to rub the sharp edges off each other. This isn't suffering. It's erosion.

Since we do operate in a binary world, if there's something that cannot be this or that, it drives us crazy.

It's not living alone if you keep a rifle under the bed.

The trick to forgetting the big picture is to look at everything close-up.

My theory is that church used to be that place. Instead of being a place where you went to look good, it was a place where you could risk going every week to look your worst.

It's only in drugs or death we'll see anything new, and death is just too controlling.