I kind of wonder if creativity is all morphing into one big thing that's not even art, but something universal and bigger.

Every single moment is a coincidence.

You really have to wonder why we even bother to get up in the morning. I mean, really: Why work? Simply to buy more stuff?

Destiny is what we work toward. The future doesn't exist yet. Fate is for losers!

Books turn people into isolated individuals, and once that's happened, the road only grows rockier. Books wire you to want to be Steve McQueen, but the world wants you to be SMcQ23667bot@hotmail.com.

Wilcox Fate is for losers.

Salad bars are like a restaurant's lungs. They soak up the impurities and bacteria in the environment, leaving you with much cleaner air to enjoy.