Love may be the answer, but even though you're watching for the solution, intercourse raises some rather interesting thoughts.

There are worse things in life than death. Have you ever spent an evening with an insurance salesman?

Eternity is really long, especially near the end.

I was raised in the Jewish tradition, taught never to marry a Gentile woman, shave on a Saturday night and, most especially, never to shave a Gentile woman on a Saturday night.

You mellow too much you ripen and rot.

Love is too weak a word for what I feel - I luuurve you, you know, I loave you, I luff you, two F's, yes.

Nothing worth knowing can be understood with the mind.