We don't devote enough scientific research to finding a cure for jerks.

God put me on this earth to accomplish a certain number of things. Right now I am so far behind that I will never die.

Buttons ... check. Dials ... check. Switches ... check. Little colored lights ... check.

The purpose of writing is to inflate weak ideas, obscure pure reasoning, and inhibit clarity. With a little practice, writing can be an intimidating and impenetrable fog!

I've got to start listening to those quiet, nagging doubts.

I must follow the inscrutable exhortations of my soul.

MOMMMM, I'm thirsty... What's this, just water?