All penguins are the same below the surface, which I think is as perfect an analogy as we're likely to get for the futility of racism.

There was [really] little difference between someone acting throwing french fries in your face and someone throwing french fries in your face.

Tumbling into a dark, Lewis Carroll labyrinth of filth, pursuing a white rabbit of smut!

Don't listen to me. I'm a maniac, but the voice in your head, ask it "Is it right to kill 200 million animals simply for fun?". What did it say? Right. There you go.

I thought I was promiscuous, but it turns out I was just thorough.

For me happiness occurs arbitrarily: a moment of eye contact on a bus, where all at once you fall in love; or a frozen second in a park where it's enough that there are trees in the world.

The mentality and behavior of drug addicts and alcoholics is wholly irrational until you understand that they are completely powerless over their addiction and unless they have structured help they have no hope.