Anyway, if you stop tellin' people it's all sorted out afer they're dead, they might try sorting it all out while they're alive.

‎No one remembers the singer. The song remains.

Mr Lipwig, there's a lady in the hall to see you and we've thanked her for not smoking three times and she's still doing it!

YOU MUST LEARN THE COMPASSION PROPER TO YOUR TRADE" "And what's that?" "A SHARP EDGE.

When you look into the abyss, it’s not supposed to wave back.

If there was anything that depressed him more than his own cynicism, it was that quite often it still wasn't as cynical as real life.

All property is theft, except mine.