If we come in here to this place and we raise our hands and we raise our voices but we don't stretch these hands out when we leave this place to feed the hungry and clothe the naked and fight for the poor and for the oppressed, then what you and I have done is worshipped a singer or a song, but not a God.
- Shaun Groves

Cut me open with your laughter, I bleed complimentary colors
- The Posies

Keep the blood in your head, and your feet on the ground.
-Brand New

Crow: So, anyway, guys, who did they think this movie would appeal to? Elderly squirrels?

Tom Servo: People without heads?

Mike Nelson: Used napkins?

--Mystery Science Theater 3K

All the leaves look all the same. Drops of sweet champagne.
~ Wayne Everett

Here ends another day, during which I have had eyes, ears, hands and the great world around me. Tomorrow begins another day. Why am I allowed two?

--G. K. Chesterton