Dying is a part of living, but only a very small part.
I have abandoned my search for truth and am now looking for a good fantasy
I don't understand you. You don't understand me. What else do we have in common?
It's all very simple, or else it's all very complex, or perhaps it's neither, or both.
Good ideas are common - what's uncommon are people who will work hard enough to bring them about.
What could possibly be more fantastic than reality?