You asked me how to get out of the finite dimensions when I feel like it. I certainly don't use logic when I do it. Logic's the first thing you have to get rid of.

You know Sven? The man who takes care of the gym?' he asked. He waited till he got a nod from Nicholson. 'Well, if Sven dreamed tonight that his dog died, he'd have a very, very bad night's sleep, because he's very fond of that dog. But when he woke up in the morning, everything would be all right. He'd know it was only a dream.'Nicholson nodded. 'What's the point exactly?'The point is if his dog really died, it would be exactly the same thing. Only he wouldn't know it. I mean he wouldn't wake up till he died himself.

TEDDY DAY POEM:A bear hug for you,and I would make you forget your sorrows!I’ll be there with you forever,in your today and all tomorrows!!..The moment I am not there..Close your eyes and you'll see me..You're there in my heart, and yours, I always would be;so just be fine!..O girl, O girl, O.. O.. girl.. you be mine..You're my buddy and I am your teddy..O sweety, you be my.. Valentine...Just be mine.. O O.. be my Valentine!!!

I need you forever, for you are my teddy.

I've never seen such a bunch of apple-eaters.

Only a person with the true heart of a dictionary-writer would be lying in bed, three days after being stabbed in the gut, worrying about his P's.