The person healed has an obligation to then ask why— to meditate on God's will, and the extraordinary lengths to which God has gone to realize His will.

Don't let the door hitcha where the good Lord splitcha.

I've spread my legs in the backseat in a creative sense quite a few times.

Cut him. Cut him while I stand here and watch. I want to see the blood flow. Don't make me tell you twice.

Money can't buy off the lightning.

I saw something even more beautiful than a sense of humor: an appreciation for life’s essential absurdity.

When you own a piano, it's harder to think about moving.