The tree of nonsense is watered with error, and from its branches swing the pumpkins of disaster.

Law is error, you see. It's an attempt to write down a lot of things everyone ought to know anyway.

The Brit abroad is always the voice of caution. Persons of other cultures are known to be undisciplined, prone to leaning out of car windows and cooking with garlic.

No. The moral of the story in so far as it has one is that cannibals can study logic, and that if you are going to leave the path, you better have your wits about you and know better than to trust the first scary old lady who talks to you in public.

It's not that any sufficiently advanced technology is magic, it's that any technology taking place beyond the threshold of our senses is.

If we one day cease to exist, what will be remarkable is that we were ever here at all.

I love you forever. I am sorry I cannot love you now.