People would cheer throw confetti and then go about breaking the resolutions they had made only moments before.

You don’t just go to somebody and say, ‘I’m a better person because you’re in my head.

How can you do the right thing when you can't figure out what that is? When all you have before you are choices in various shades of wrong?

Small victories are bet­ter than none.

Why are you still with me, Fry?" CyFi asks after one of his body-shaking seizures. "Any sane dude woulda taken off days ago. "Who says I'm sane?" "Oh, you're sane, Fry. You're so sane, you scare me. You're so sane, it's insane.

The woman wears a floral print blouse with lots of leaves and pink flowers. Risa would like to attack her with a weed whacker.

His life has been like a ballpark, hasn't it? All lines, structure, and rules, never changing. But now he's been hit over the wall into unknown territory.