I had eternal life once. It was OK.

But wait - those braids in his hair - they betray her hand! I should have known; not only is she still alive, but she's infiltrated to the highest level! Put it out of mind; mustn't let him see these thoughts on my face.

How many symbols does it take to replace you?

I starved myself for a week before painting this still life; every brush stroke has trapped in it my yearning for those succulent fruit.

You wanna make something happen? Is that why you're here?

It was as if her gaze was the only thing holding me up; as she turned away, I collapsed.

Focus on being done is toxic; it throws your temporal center of balance out of whack. Remember: you'll never be done, and yet you already are.

Now even the sight of that shade of blue reminds me of her, of what I did.

Hindsight is 20/20. Not sure what the right choice is? Just do it - then you'll know if it was right or not.

"You're doing it again!"
"What?"
"That thing, with your shoulder, like you did in that movie."
"You calling me fake? Like I steal mannerisms from my characters? How do you know they don't steal them from me?"

If your child has enjoyed "Sweet Dreams, Buddha", be sure to get the rest of the books in the series, including "Sweet Dreams, Jesus" and "Sweet Dreams, Vishnu".

Sedentary transient: oxymoron or way of life?

If there's one thing I've learned, it's that all value judgments are bad.

Last night I dreamt I fell asleep, yet this morning I awoke only once. . .

SUV ads want you to believe that adventure and comfort aren't incompatible.

If poetry is transcending the limitations of the language, perhaps it is the worst languages that produce the best poems.

I'm not a liar; I just speak on behalf of an alternate reality.

Everything is logical in hindsight. Fate is what has already happened.

The rhythmic dance of the windshield wipers was putting me to sleep. As my mind wandered, I began designing a set of arrhythmic wipers for keeping drivers awake. The design was almost complete when I sailed over the embankment.

Everyone with headphones on the bus suddenly turned to look at me.

"Aye," he retorted, "But you know the fence always breaks."

thanks: Christina

Don't mollycoddle that splinter - gouge it out with a knife! That'll teach your finger to mess with splinters. . .

She seemed to know things, things no one knew; but when you talked with her it was like she was only half there, listening in on some unheard TV show.

Don't you see? He's a neophiliac! If we don't give him an innovation injection soon he's going to go into shock!

We always seek to become our enemy - no matter how much we say we despise them - for in defeating them we will absorb their power, and with it, part of their soul.

Impossible is just another word for fun!

thanks: Jay

A person with a death wish shouldn't take the Golden Rule too literally.

To observe is to disturb, case in point: Reality TV. The cameras observe as they disturb the situation. The audience observes and becomes disturbed.

Teaching is a matter of arranging the right feedback loops.

It was neat before it crashed!

thanks: Matthew

If you never stick your foot in your mouth, you're not telling the whole story.