Monkey

Narrator:
The wicked go to hells, the good go to heavens and the pure neither live nor even die... but those hit on the head tend to fall unconscious.

Narrator:
When what is indestructible meets what is irresistible, the female all too often wins.

Monkey:
Even a starving camel is still bigger than a horse.

Monkey:
It's better to travel alone than with a fool. But what may two fools do?

Monkey:
The monstrous is only a question of opinion. To some of us, opinions are so precious that we will die for them, again and again.

Monkey:
[after finding out that Buddha was female] I always thought Buddha was a fella!

Monkey:
What's it all for? What's the point of it all? And if it hasn't got a point, what's the point of that?