I Know. I'm Very Hard To Talk

I Love You To Pieces, Distraction, Etc.

Happiness Is A Solid And Joy Is A Liquid.

The Existence Of God, The Why Of Life, Was All That Really Only A Question Of Glands?

This Is God's Universe, Buddy, Not Yours, And He Has The Final Say About What's Ego And What Isn't.

You Know Sven? The Man Who Takes Care Of The Gym?' He Asked. He Waited Till He Got A Nod From Nicholson. 'well, If Sven Dreamed Tonight That His Dog Died, He'd Have A Very, Very Bad Night's Sleep, Because He's Very Fond Of That Dog. But When He Woke Up In The Morning, Everything Would Be All Right. He'd Know It Was Only A Dream.' Nicholson Nodded. 'what's The Point Exactly?' The Point Is If His Dog Really Died, It Would Be Exactly The Same Thing. Only He Wouldn't Know It. I Mean He Wouldn't Wake Up Till He Died Himself.