We have such a young culture that there is an opportunity to contribute wonderful new myths to it, which will be accepted.

I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all.

Wake up, you idiots! Whatever made you think that money was so valuable?

Perhaps, when we remember wars, we should take off our clothes and paint ourselves blue and go on all fours all day long and grunt like pigs. That would surely be more appropriate than noble oratory and shows of flags and well-oiled guns.

It is harder to be unhappy when you are eating.

- Why me? - That is a very Earthling question to ask, Mr. Pilgrim. Why you? Why us for that matter? Why anything? Because this moment simply is. Have you ever seen bugs trapped in amber? - Yes. - Well, here we are, Mr. Pilgrim, trapped in the amber of this moment. There is no why.

There are too many of us and we are all too far apart.