The universe does not have laws. It has habits. And habits can be broken.

Of the Seven Dwarfs, the only one who shaved was Dopey. That should tell us something about the wisdom of shaving.

Sounds travel through space long after their wave patterns have ceased to be detectable by the human ear: some cut right through the ionosphere and barrel on out into the cosmic heartland, while others bounce around, eventually being absorbed into the vibratory fields of earthly barriers, but in neither case does the energy succumb; it goes on forever - which is why we, each of us, should take pains to make sweet notes.

People of ze wurl, relax!

If you want your tree to produce plenty o' fruit, you've got to cut it back from time to time. Same thing with your neural cells. Some people might call it brain damage. I call it prunin'.

There is a similarity between juggling and composing on the typewriter. The trick is, when you spill something, make it look like a part of the act.

There're many ways, my dear, to victimize people. The most insidious way is to persuade them that they're victims.