Last year I had difficulty with my income tax. I tried to take my analyst off as a business deduction. The Government said it was entertainment. We compromised finally and made it a religious contribution.

Maybe the poets are right. Maybe love is the only answer.

The food here is terrible, and the portions are too small.

Show business is dog eat dog. It's worse than dog eat dog. It's dog doesn't return dog's phone calls.

Is there a separation between body and mind, and if so which is it better to have?

Existence for eternity could get a little boring... especially towards the end.

Life is divided into the horrible and the miserable.