One of the marks of a truly great mind, I had discovered, is the ability to feign stupidity on demand.

I am often thought of as being remarkably bright, and yet my brains, more often than not, are busily devising new and interesting ways of bringing my enemies to sudden, gagging, writhing, agonizing death.

I always knew that I wanted to work on my own material - something that would be more long-lasting than short-lived electronic transmissions.

If poisons were ponies, I'd put my money on cyanide.

What intrigued me more than anything else was finding out the way in which everything, all of creation - all of it! - was held together by invisible chemical bonds, and I found a strange, inexplicable comfort in knowing that somewhere, even though we couldn't see it in our own world, there was a real stability.

To be most effective, flattery is always best applied with a trowel.

Whenever I'm with other people, part of me shrinks a little. Only when I am alone can I fully enjoy my own company.