Saturday morning was their unrestricted television time, and they usually took advantage of it to watch a series of cartoon shows that would certainly have been impossible before the discovery of LSD.

And here I always thought morality was useless.

Since I am not actually a real human being, my emotional responses are generally limited to what I have learned to fake.

I waved to everybody. Some of them even waved back. They knew me, had seen me go by before, always cheerful, a big hello for everybody. He was such a nice man. Very friendly. I can’t believe he did those horrible things . . .

No big deal. We all have blood in us, the trick is keeping it inside.

I really am guilty, of many somethings, all of them lethal and very enjoyable and technically not quite legal.

It was such an unexpected and genuine smile that if I only had a soul I'm sure I would have felt quite guilty.