I know I'm not going to understand women. I'll never understand how you can take boiling hot wax, pour it onto your upper thigh, rip the hair out by the root, and still be afraid of a spider.
It's not how you pick your nose, but where you put the booger.
Time may be a great healer, but it's a lousy beautician.
Is it possible to be totally partial?
It's a small world. So you've got to use your elbows a lot.
There is a theory which states that if ever anybody discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.
Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life.
Accept that some days you are the pigeon and some days the statue.
You can't have everything. Where would you put it?
I had amnesia once -- or twice.