We're Philosophers. We Think, Therefore We Am.

The Only Really Sane Person In There Is Igor, And Possibly The Turnip. And I'm Not Sure About The Turnip.

Often I Sort Of Work Up And Down The Manuscript. I Sometimes Used To Go Ahead Of Myself To See What Was Going To Happen Next, To Make Certain It Fits What Was Going To Be Happening Soon.

No Real Sunrise Could Paint The Sky Surgical Appliance Pink.

History Always Has A Few Tricks Up Its Frayed Sleeve. It's Been Around A Long Time.

Their Families Cordially Detested One Another.