Classically, very few people have considered that cleanliness is next to godliness. A rank loincloth and hair in an advanced state of matted entanglement have generally been the badges of office of prophets whose injunction to disdain earthly things starts with soap.

People aren't just people, they are people surrounded by circumstances.

When millions of tons of angry elephant come spinning through the sky, and there was no one there to hear it, does it - philosopically speaking - make a noise

The wages of sin is death but so is the salary of virtue, and at least the evil get to go home early on Fridays.

Bishops move diagonally. That's why they often turn up where the kings don't expect them to be.

My experience in Amsterdam is that cyclists ride where the hell they like and aim in a state of rage at all pedestrians while ringing their bell loudly, the concept of avoiding people being foreign to them.

WHERE'S MY COW? ARE YOU MY COW?