When you take the bullshit out of your business, you kill the unicorns.

Liberals are into things associated with death (think of the top issues liberals care about), which also means they’re into cats.

The face man frequently eats out.  Never averse to a bit of cannibalism, he dines at the Y with the C-food Mama.

With his dying breath, he shows Joey a mathematical equation that will lead to Base Town: {IW}:=Ω/∞ (InterWorld is Omega over infinity).

I knew the style of Europa, obsessive and unrelenting, and the content of Teach Us to Sit Still, detailed accounts of urinary nightmares, would turn many off. And they did; one prominent editor refused even to consider Teach Us, because “the word prostate makes me queasy.” Yet both books found enthusiastic audiences who were excited to read something different.

They believe the great cosmic consciousness is the Blobject; the only thing that truly exists; the idea that there are really other things is deluded.

He was the author of the popular Goops books, and he coined the term blurb.

Thou shalt love what I love and what loves me: the water, the clouds, silence and night, the sea immense and green the waters uniform and multiform ; the place where thou wilt not be; the lover whom thou wilt not know; the monstrous flowers, the perfumes that madden; the cats that swoon on pianos and wail like women, with voices raucous and sweet!

The show itself, with its singing, quirky sidekicks, stealthily dark humor and fart jokes, forged a new path.

“There is more than one way of killing a cat than asphyxiating it in hypofenyltrybrompropionic acid,” I remarked.