Most horses don't walk backwards voluntarily, because what they can't see doesn't exist.

(About sweeping).... What he was in FACT doing was moving the dirt around with a broom, to give it a change of scenery and a chance to make new friends.

There was a man and he had eight sons. Apart from that, he was nothing more than a comma on the page of History. It's sad, but that's all you can say about some people.

Don't stick your nose where someone can pull it off and eat it.

It's not worth doing something unless you were doing something that someone, somewere, would much rather you weren't doing.

There are, almost by definition, an unlimited number of Hells - potentially at least a personal one for every living sapient being.

It was written in some holy book, apparently, so that made it okay, and probably compulsory.