It's sad, but a relief as well, to know that two things so closely bound together can separate with so little violence.

You can never have too much, butter.

The nice thing about having a friend who is crazier than you are is that she bolsters your belief in your own sanity.

There are times with your friends when you just have to put their whole mess out of your mind for a while.

But hard bitten cynicism leaves one feeling peevish, and too much of it can do lasting damage to your heart.

There, I was just a secretary-shaped confederation of atoms, fighting the inevitability of mediocrity and decay. But here, in the Juliaverse... energy was never lost, merely converted from one form to another. Here, I took butter and cream and meat and eggs and I made delicious sustenance.

The road to hell is paved with leeks and potatoes