Life is short, God's way of encouraging a bit of focus.

One of the great logical puzzles is how a woman is always like her mother but never like her sister.

I believe in a real, physical world. I figure if the world existed only in my mind, it would pay more attention to me.

One day you just say "To heck with it," and you go looking for trouble, and you find happiness.

There are more martyrs to nonsense than truth, truth preferring missionaries.

One learns to ignore criticism by first learning to ignore applause.

Life is a series of tasks that you absolutely must get done before they don't matter any more.