Mirrors can't talk. Luckily for you, they can't laugh either.

Delusions of grandeur make me feel a lot better about myself.

My mom says I have to be more positive, and I say life has to be more positive too or it's just not going to work.

I worry that drugs have forced us to be more creative than we really are.

If evolution was worth its salt, by now it should've evolved something better than survival of the fittest. I think a better idea would be survival of the wittiest.

Frankly, goin' crazy was the best thing that ever happened to me. I don't say it's for everybody; some people couldn't cope.

What is reality anyway! It's nothing but a collective hunch.