“She was heartily ashamed of her ignorance – a misplaced shame. Where people wish to attach, they should always be ignorant. To come with a well−informed mind is to come with an inability of administering to the vanity of others, which a sensible person would always wish to avoid. A woman especially, if she have the misfortune of knowing anything, should conceal it as well as she can.”

“I don’t profess any religion; I don’t think it’s possible that there is a God; I have the greatest difficulty in understanding what is meant by the words ‘spiritual’ or ‘spirituality.'[Interview, The New Yorker, Dec. 26, 2005]”

“I have tried to teach you the wonders of the spiritual world……I have tried to show how we mortals can attain such wisdom……and I’ve decided you’re a pillock.[click on the thumbnail, art by Andrew Christine]”

“You’re stubborn- anyone ever tell you that before?”

“If money’s the god people worship, I’d rather go worship the devil instead.”

“- You shouldn’t flaunt your cross. I think religion it’s a deeply personal thing.- Do you think boobs and ass are not personal things? People consider ordinary displaying them.”

“- Your opinion has not been asked for. You have bad taste. Go and write your airport novels.- So you have good taste and a bad attitude? Well, go and enjoy your taste of shit.”

“Sarcasm creates a chasm between yourself and others.”

“I am often thought of as being remarkably bright, and yet my brains, more often than not, are busily devising new and interesting ways of bringing my enemies to sudden, gagging, writhing, agonizing death.”

“Why can’t these American women stay in their own country? They are always telling us that it is the paradise for women.It is. That is the reason why, like Eve, they are so excessively anxious to get out of it.”

“Should I pull on a shirt?” he asked with hint of amusement. I WILL NOT BLUSH. “No.” He’d be doing the world a favor if he never wore a shirt again, but I wasn’t going to tell him that part. “You’re fine.”

“Who cares even if I didn’t?!” Conor shouted back. “They’re just stupid berries. Woo-hoo, so scary. Oh, please, please, save me from the berries!”The monster looked at him quizzically. How strange, it said. The words you say tell me you are scared of the berries, but your actions seems to suggest otherwise.”

“How are you feeling?”I leaned away from him. “Gross.”Aiden frowned. “Gross?””I haven’t brushed my teeth or washed my face in days. Don’t come near me.”He laughed. “Alex, come on.””Seriously, I’m gross.” I put my hand over my mouth.Ignoring my protests, he leaned over and brushed my string hair back. “You’re as beautiful as always, Alex.”I stared at him. He must not get out much.”

“You could shove it up your ass and pretend you’re a corn dog.”COURTESY VIOLATION-RESPONSE MUTED-VIOLATION LOGGED”

“Thomas: Is it [my brain] fixed?Brenda: It worked, judging from the fact that you’re not trying to kill us anymore…”