“What are you doing a study on right now?" "A study on the statistical probablity of love at first sight.”

“What are you really studying?" He leans back to look at her. "The statistical probability of love at first sight.”

“What are you really studying?"He leans back to look at her. "The statistical probability of love at first sight.""Very funny," she says. "What is it really?""I'm serious.""I don't believe you."He laughs, then lowers his mouth so that it's close to her ear. "People who meet in airports are seventy-two percent more likely too fall for each other than people who meet anywhere else.”

“You don't like the way the study of an expensive drug for blood pressure is going? A nonissue - just stop the study before the results reach statistical significance.”

“To understand God's thoughts we must study statistics, for these are the measure of his purpose.”

“I make such a good statistic, somebody should study me now; somebody's gotta be interested in how I feel, just cause I'm here, and I'm real.”