Evolution writ large is the belief that a cloud of hydrogen will spontaneously invent extreme-ultraviolet lithography, perform Swan Lake, and write all the books in the British Museum.

The proper response toward what we occasionally imagine to be democracy, methinks, is to retain one's self-respect by not participating in it.

Without men, civilization would last until the oil needed changing.

Wars are the hobbies of half-informed children who have somehow come into possession of the levers of power.

Those who wash regularly should not stoop to democracy.

Evolution writ large is the belief that a cloud of hydrogen will spontaneously invent extreme-ultraviolet lithography, perform Swan Lake, and write all the books in the British Museum.

When someone tells me that 'the Almighty told me to do this', I want to see the transcript.