God split himself into a myriad parts that he might have friends. This may not be true, but it sounds good, and is no sillier than any other theology.

Take big bites. Anything worth doing is worth overdoing.

If you wanted to teach a baby a lesson, would you cut its head off?

Seems to be a deep instinct in human beings for making everything compulsory that isn't forbidden.

It's a long story. Want a refill?" "No, let's start the steak. Where's the button?" "Right here." "Well, push it." "Me? You offered to cook." "Ben Caxton, I will lie here and starve before I will get up to push a button six inches from your finger" "As you wish." He pressed the button. "But don't forget who cooked dinner.

Tilting at windmills hurts you more than the windmills.

Men rarely if ever dream up a god superior to themselves. Most gods have the manners and morals of a spoiled child.