The lower you fall, the higher you'll fly. The farther you run, the more God wants you back.

You’re training a new employee,' says Mrs. Clark, 'to take over your boring old job.' When you raise a child.

At the last minute, I couldn't wear the Hitler mustache because Tiger Stripe ate it; and then I didn't want to take my kitty and risk his coughing up some big Nazi hairball on someone's front stoop.

The liberator who destroys my property is fighting to save my spirit. The teacher who clears all possessions from my path will set me free.

You gain power by pretending to be weak.

I'm in love. So kill me.

Big Brother isn't watching. He's singing and dancing. He's pulling rabbits out of a hat. Big Brother's busy holding your attention every moment you're awake. He's making sure you're always distracted. He's making sure you're fully absorbed. He's making sure your imagination withers. Until it's as useful as your appendix. He's making sure your attention is always filled. And this being fed, it's worse than being watched. With the world always filling you, no one has to worry about what's in your mind. With everyone's imagination atrophied, no one will ever be a threat to the world.