There are some people who hate my guts. But that goes with the territory.

The trouble was that he was talking in philosophy but they were listening in gibberish.

Yes, sir, thank you, sir, and I wouldn’t trust me one little inch, sir. I knows a bad one when I sees them. I have a mirror.

I reckon responsible behavior is something to get when you grow older. Like varicose veins.

The Monks of Cool, whose tiny and exclusive monastery is hidden in a really cool and laid-back valley in the lower Ramtops, have a passing-out test for a novice. He is taken into a room full of all types of clothing and asked: Yo, my son, which of these is the most stylish thing to wear? And the correct answer is: Hey, whatever I select.

You can't go around building a better world for people. Only people can build a better world for people. Otherwise it's just a cage. Besides you don't build a better world by choppin' heads off and giving decent girls away to frogs.

He'd been an angel once. He hadn't meant to Fall. He'd just hung around with the wrong people.