Get off your butt and join the Marines!

The death of a beautiful woman, is unquestionably the most poetical topic in the world.

I am not a saint, unless you think of a saint as a sinner who keeps on trying.

Will and intellect are one and the same thing.

People create stories create people; or rather stories create people create stories.

There is more to sex appeal than just measurements. I don't need a bedroom to prove my womanliness. I can convey just as much sex appeal, picking apples off a tree or standing in the rain.

Comedy is acting out optimism.

I have noticed even people who claim everything is predestined, and that we can do nothing to change it, look before they cross the road.

The two offices of memory are collection and distribution.

I want to go ahead of Father Time with a scythe of my own.

Charity ... is the opium of the privileged.

Don't send me flowers when I'm dead. If you like me, send them while I'm alive.

Like religion, politics, and family planning, cereal is not a topic to be brought up in public. It's too controversial.

A myth is an image in terms of which we try to make sense of the world.

There is only one way... to get anybody to do anything. And that is by making the other person want to do it.

Talk low, talk slow and don't say too much.

Anyone who attempts to generate random numbers by deterministic means is, of course, living in a state of sin.

I love children, especially when they cry, for then someone takes them away.

Trying to define yourself is like trying to bite your own teeth.

What's with you men? Would hair stop growing on your chest if you asked directions somewhere?

What do you despise? By this are you truly known.