Fear Is The Brother Of Hate.

Once Every Hundred Years, The Los Angeles Smog Rolls Away For A Single Night, Leaving The Air As Clean As Interstellar Space. That Way The Gods Can See If Los Angeles Is Still There. If It Is, They Roll The Smog Back So They Won't Have To Look At It.

Fear Is The Brother Of Hate.

I Have A Kind Of Psychic Invisibility. As Long As I Can Stay Scared, I Can Keep People From Seeing Me. That's What We Have To Count On.

Never Tell A Computer To Forget It.

Everything Starts As Somebody's Daydream.