I'm not yet desperate enough to do anything about the conditions that are making me desperate.

There has been an alarming increase in the number of things you know nothing about.

Things are sometimes better left as they are, but you can't be sure until you change them.

I've found the secret of happiness, total disregard of everybody.

I never miss reality when I'm not in it, but it's sometimes nice to come back to.

I don't have any solution, but I certainly admire the problem.

Cheer up! The worst effects of what we're doing won't be felt until after we're all dead