Feeling better is not actually being better.

To recognize that nature has neither a preference for our species nor a bias against it takes only a little courage.

I am in a very peculiar business: I travel all over the world telling people what they should already know.

Everyone who believes in telekinesis, raise my hand.

People who are smart get into Mensa. People who are really smart look around and leave.

I want to be cremated, and I want my ashes blown in Uri Geller's eyes.

There exists in society a very special class of persons that I have always referred to as the Believers. These are folks who have chosen to accept a certain religion, philosophy, theory, idea or notion and cling to that belief regardless of any evidence that might, for anyone else, bring it into doubt. They are the ones who encourage and support the fanatics and the frauds of any given age. No amount of evidence, no matter how strong, will bring them any enlightenment. They are the sheep who beg to be fleeced and butchered, and who will battle fiercely to preserve their right to be victimized.