“In the epicenter of Epcot Center you’ll find me hiding, 333 miles away.”

“The wind blew my words away from you. So while I told you I love you, the phrase was carried in the opposite direction and landed 333 miles away in the ears of a confused farmer. He was nice, though. He sent me a kind letter saying that while he was flattered, I wasn’t really his type.”

“Between was and is you’ll find me—but most of the time you’ll only find me in pictures.”

“Love might be a thousand miles away ,but you'll always find it.”

“When the Italian poet Dante described the center of hell in his poem The Divine Comedy, he got it wrong. The epicenter of Hades isn't Satan trapped in a block of ice munching on Judas Iscariot like an everlasting carrot stick. The center of hell is a restaurant on Mother's Day.”

“I didn't want to let on how much firing the gun had effected me, but it had certainly turned my nuts into giant epcot centers of steel. the sense of power was unfathomable; suddenly I was the mightiest thing in existence, all men bowing before me. with the squeeze of a finger I could undo all goods creations.”