There is no such thing, incidentally, as one kudo.

Everything seems to be designed for the benefit of the automobile and not the benefit of the human being.

Energy is liberated matter, matter is energy waiting to happen.

There is something about the momentum of travel that makes you want to just keep moving, to never stop.

The remarkable position in which we find ourselves is that we don't actually know what we actually know.

I love everything about motels. I can't help myself. I still get excited every time I slip a key into a motel room door and fling it open.

No one knows, incidentally, why Australia's spiders are so extravagantly toxic; capturing small insects and injecting them with enough poison to drop a horse would appear to be the most literal case of overkill. Still, it does mean that everyone gives them lots of space.