Burn With That Consuming Fire Of Objectivity

The Whole Plan Hinged Upon The Natural Curiosity Of Potatoes.

Faith Is, At One And The Same Time, Absolutely Necessary And Altogether Impossible.

People Make Filthy Things With The Freedom They Regained.

Genius Is Not So Much A Light As It Is A Constant Awareness Of The Surrounding Gloom.

Each Civilization May Choose One Of Two Roads To Travel, That Is, Either Fret Itself To Death, Or Pet Itself To Death. And In The Course Of Doing One Or The Other, It Eats Its Way Into The Universe, Turning Cinders And Flinders Of Stars Into Toilet Seats, Pegs, Gears, Cigarette Holders And Pillowcases, And It Does This Because, Unable To Fathom The Universe, It Seeks To Change That Fathomlessness Into Something Fathomable.