What is reality anyway! It's nothing but a collective hunch.

I even worry about reflective flea collars. Oh, sure, drivers can see them glow in the dark, but so can the fleas.

At the moment you are most in awe of all there is about life that you don't understand, you are closer to understanding it all than at any other time.

Keep talking, someday you'll say something intelligent.

I worry that our lives are like soap operas. We can go for months and not tune in to them, then six months later we look in and the same stuff is still going on.

I am sick of being the victim of trends I reflect but don't even understand.

If evolution was worth its salt, by now it should've evolved something better than survival of the fittest. I think a better idea would be survival of the wittiest.