Like a church bell, a coffin, and a vat of melted chocolate, a supply closet is rarely a comfortable place to hide.

Undeveloped, the whole thing,tossed into a box before we really had a chance to know what we had, and that's why we broke up.

We laughed the rest of the way, because the point of this story is, it is not the cookies. It is the love.

Love is candy from a stranger, but it's candy you've had before and it probably won't kill you.

Stealing, of course, is a crime, and a very impolite thing to do. But like most impolite things, it is excusable under certain circumstances. Stealing is not excusable if, for instance, you are in a museum and you decide that a certain painting would look better in your house, and you simply grab the painting and take it there. But if you were very, very hungry, and you had no way of obtaining money, it would be excusable to grab the painting, take it to your house, and eat it.

Death is something you cannot escape, such as death, or a cheesecake that has curdled, both of which always turn up sooner later.

Instead of the word 'love' there was an enormous heart, a symbol sometimes used by people who have trouble figuring out the difference between words and shapes.