There is no great invention, from fire to flying, which has not been hailed as an insult to some god.
A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.
Yeah, Wacko Jacko, where did that come from? Some English tabloid. I have a heart and I have feelings. I feel that when you do that to me. It's not nice.

