I'm not driven by being understood.

I'm not politically correct.

My mother would give my brothers and me a pile of catalogues and let us pick what we wanted for Christmas.

People don't realize that molecules themselves are somewhat hypothetical, and that their interactions are more so, and that the biological reactions are even more so.

Art is subject to arbitrary fashion.

There is a general place in your brain, I think, reserved for melancholy of relationships past. It grows and prospers as life progresses, forcing you finally, against your better judgment, to listen to country music.

Science grows like a weed every year.