Hair grows out of moles, and for this reason I wish I had a row of moles above my upper lip. It’d be a molestache.

“If you could buy time, I would sell it. Yesterday would be expensive, and tomor…”

“Nobody can stop me. But only because I haven’t started yet.”

“There’s no way to tell you the bad news without saying it, so I’ll say it with …”

“Do either a brick or a blanket have Buddha nature? The answer is yes and no and…”