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If you are ever in doubt as to whether to kiss a pretty girl, always give her the benefit of the doubt.

I'm thinking of harvesting his eyelashes to sell to one of those millionaire US reality TV people who are prepared to pay the big bucks to look like a star. I reckon that might pay for a boat.

The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind.

The eyes have it!

If children grew up according to early indications, we should have nothing but geniuses.

All the streets are crammed with things, eager to be held. I know what hands are for and I'd like to help myself. You ask me the time but I sense something more, and I would like to give you what I think you're asking for.

I haven't slept for ten days, because that would be too long.

HEY!!! Who stole my motorbike?

Because of a great love, one is courageous.

Jen's question: "Can four-year-olds be menopausal?" My answer (which is really a question): "All four-year-olds are menopausal aren't they?"

Only a mediocre person is always at his best.

Despite appearances, I have not photoshopped that snap of dear little Ezra™. No, he really, truly does possess the kind of pensive eyes not normally found outside of Jersey cows and Japanese soft toys.

I intend to live forever. So far, so good.

Love means never having to say you're sorry... [for dribbling all over someone when giving them a kiss]

I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.

I've just seen a ghost. His name is Clyde.

What we have here is a failure to communicate.

Gold medal winner in the thousand yard stare, New Delhi 2010 .

In my heart, I think a woman has two choices: either she's a feminist or a masochist.

Here we have a lady ostrich from ZooDoo checking out the scene. Like many of our feathered friends , the lady ostriches are a dull shade of brown; as opposed to the striking black and white of their male partners. This lady ostrich was particularly taken by one Ezra L.F.M. Esq. Who can blame her for that, I ask?

There is no such thing as conversation. It is an illusion. There are intersecting monologues, that is all.

He's worn out. So am I. I hope that all have a good night's sleep.