As the poet said, 'Only God can make a tree,' probably because it's so hard to figure out how to get the bark on.

I would never wanna belong to any club that would have someone like me for a member.

I'm giving [my analyst] one more year--then I'm going to Lourdes.

You look up after many years and you find that a film has become a classic because it's meaningful to people and alive, decade after decade.

Men would make love with any number of women ... even total strangers, while females were selective. They were catering to the demands of one small egg. While males had millions of frantic sperms screaming: "Let us out, let us out!".

What if nothing exists and we're all in somebody's dream? Or what's worse, what if only that fat guy in the third row exists?

The baby is fine. The only problem is that he looks like Edward G. Robinson.