Camelot Is A Silly Place.

Sir Beldevere: What Makes You Think She's A Witch? Peasant 3: Well, She Turned Me Into A Newt! Sir Beldevere: A Newt? Peasant 3: [meekly After A Long Pause] ... I Got Better. Crowd: [shouts] Burn Her Anyway!

A Murderer Is Only An Extroverted Suicide.

We Don't Deliberately Set Out To Offend. Unless We Feel It's Justified.

All Ideas Come About Through Some Sort Of Observation. It Sparks An Attitude; Some Object Or Emotion Causes A Reaction In The Other Person.

Nobody Expects The Spanish Inquisition.