They say wit is more often a shield than a lance...

I guess the question is, do you come home with your shield or on it?

Out of Egypt, or East of Eden...

I hope to inhabit the Land of Nod...

Must be time...

I have no energy
My head is empty
I lack desire
My heart is hollow
I am at a loss for hope
My soul is threadbare
Must be time to face the human race...

If you don't like the weather in New England,

Fuck you, cuz the weather in New England don’t care what you like.