I feel that I am entitled to trample all other considerations into the dirt in my pursuit of a satisfying pun.

Whenever serious and competent people need to get things done in the real world, all considerations of tradition and protocol fly out the window.

"The suspect had experienced a ballistic interlude earlier in the evening," Miss Pao said, "regrettably not filmed, and relieved himself of excess velocity by means of an ablative technique."

If the Coastal Republic had believed in the existence of virtue, it could at least have aspired to hypocrisy.

I just assume I'm not invisible. I assume I'm wearing fluorescent clothes, and there's a million-dollar bounty going to the first driver who manages to hit me. And I ride on that assumption.

It is the fate of operating systems to become free.

It is easy to look at these waves, accomplishing so little and to think that no matter what efforts we put forth in our lives, all we're really doing is rearranging the sand grains in a beach that in essence never changes.