Opera: I like it, except for all those howling sopranos and caterwauling tenors. (Why can't tenors sing like men?)
How can I be so evil? It ain't easy.
The developers and entrepreneurs must somehow be taught a new vocabulary of values.
Life imitates art -- but badly.
Most of us lead lives of chaotic improvisation from day to day, bawling for peace while plunging grimly into fresh disorders.
The highest treason, the meanest treason, is to deny the holiness of this little blue planet on which we journey through the cold void of space.