One "oh shit" can erase a thousand attaboys

One’s own shit doesn’t smell

One way to compensate for a tiny brain is to pretend to be dead

One Galileo in two thousand years is enough

Life happens. Shit happens. And it happens a lot. To a lot of people.

It's hard to really look at somebody and go: "Hey, maybe something nice will happen." You just don't-- I know too much about life to have any optimism, because I know even if it's nice, it's going to lead to shit. I know that if you smile at somebody and they smile back, you've just decided that something shitty is going to happen.