I'll argue anyone into the dust when it comes to facts.
I never want to think or write about the topic again when I'm finished with it.
One day scientists will more fully understand the chemistry and neuro-circuitry that differentiates love from lust. I couldn't begin to explain the mechanics, but I know that they feel differently.
He who trades his identity for money will one day wind up with neither.
I'm the only convict who couldn't get into Australia.
Negative opinions about me don't faze me unless I respect the person giving the opinion, which is rare. And if it's someone I respect, I usually take heed of what they're saying. But if I don't respect them, which I usually don't, what's the point?