Before your mother I didn’t spend too long with any one girl. I used to believe that life was too short. I was too young to settle down. Then I met your mother and fell in love. Now I think maybe I was right. I was too young to settle down.
Having all the answers just means you’ve been asking boring questions.
And when our sun explodes and we are all destroyed, we’ll be rocks and chunks of I am not sure what, and maybe we’ll rain down on somewhere else.
Judge if you want, we are all going to die. I intend to deserve it.