It's funny how you never think about the women you've had. It's always the ones who get away that you can't forget.

If you love something, set it free. Just don't be surprised if it comes back with herpes...

There are lot of things we don't want to know about the people we love.

It's not love or anything, but I think I like you, too.

It’s funny how the beauty of art has so much more to do with the frame than with the artwork itself.

Centuries ago, sailors on long voyages used to leave a pair of pigs on every deserted island. Or they'd leave a pair of goats. Either way, on any future visit, the island would be a source of meat. These islands, they were pristine. These were home to breeds of birds with no natural predators. Breeds of birds that lived nowhere else on earth. The plants there, without enemies they evolved without thorns or poisons. Without predators and enemies, these islands, they were paradise. The sailors, the next time they visited these islands, the only things still there would be herds of goats or pigs. .... Does this remind you of anything? Maybe the ol' Adam and Eve story? .... You ever wonder when God's coming back with a lot of barbecue sauce?