Yet dark and dour, returned once more,
Dripping faith upon the floor.

If you're not confused, you're not doing it right.

He says he did it that way because he's risk-averse, but we all know he's actually success-averse.

Did I win yet?

Lao Tzu + Nietzsche: When you gaze long into the Tao, the Tao gazes also into you.

Now Hitler, he was an overachiever! You don't want to end up like him, do you?

"Good morning," he said, not even believing it himself.

If you seek to change the world, think not of people's love of pleasure or fear of pain; it is their yearning for meaning you must touch.

Nationalism is a form of interface simplification.

If summer is about heat, winter is about warmth.

It was as if we were playing with the same board and pieces, but entirely different rules.

If money did grow on trees, would we plant more or just strip them all bare?

What started as a plan to follow the yearly migration of the wild balloon turned out to be an experience that would change my life forever.

He was the sort of man who believed women's bodies were too important to be entrusted to women.

Everything I know about the world, I learned during Sunday School at the Church of Irrational Exuberance.

Yesterday's deep is tomorrow's duh.

My shrink says I suffer from a military-industrial complex. He says no more CNN for me.

I thought enlightenment would abate my self-loathing, but now I just hate the entire universe, for I know we are one.

Her heart raced as she climbed the stairs to the altar. She'd seen the ritual performed many times before, but now it was her turn.

Terrycloth is the new leather!

When he looked into the future, all he could see was his own haggard expression staring back at him.

I dreamt we were at the fair. Everyone was laughing and shrieking, but every time I turned to you, you were looking the other way.

Note to self: redesign the romantic candlelit dinner for two so it scales up to fifty.

"Just my luck," he grimaced, "another eco-princess."

Of all the characters I created for that show, I felt Roscoe the Lecherous Unicorn never got a fair shake.

I used to do it for attention; now I just do it for the thrill.

Oh, I know where we're going. . . just tell me if this handbasket has an in-flight movie!

thanks: Mark

I wanted to break something, just so there would be evidence of my existence.

Department of Misplaced Nostalgia; how may I direct your call?

As I turned the corner, my heart skipped a beat. The light from my torch sparkled and bounced from a thousand angles. Readied for a fight, I realized that what at first appeared to be a great army, or the teeth of some giant beast, were in fact knife blades bristling from the corridor walls, like some bizarre subterranean forest. As I gingerly navigated this macabre thicket, I observed that each blade had hanging from it a small piece of paper. Turning one over to catch the light, I saw, written by hand, "Caution: Sharp. Please take care while navigating this hallway. -- The Management"