I Remember Being Shocked When I Discovered

Something In Your Voice Tells Me We Approach The Question Of Remuneration.

Empathize With Stupidity And You're Halfway To Thinking Like An Idiot.

It Was The Day My Grandmother Exploded.

Reason Shapes The Future, But Superstition Infects The Present.

"i Think I Know The Real Reason." "which Is?" "alcohol In The Dust Clouds. Goddamn Stuff Is Everywhere. Any Lousy Species Ever Invents The Telescope And The Spectroscope And Starts Looking In Between The Stars, What Do They Find?" He Knocked The Glass On The Table. "loads Of Stuff, But Much Of It Alcohol." He Drank From The Glass. "humanoids Are The Galaxy's Way Of Trying To Get Rid Of All That Alcohol."