The universe is probably littered with the one-planet graves of cultures which made the sensible economic decision that there's no good reason to go into space-each discovered, studied, and remembered by the ones who made the irrational decision.

The scholarly authorities on freezing to death seem to be, unsurprisingly, Canadians.

I don't have hard numbers about this, but the impression I get is that the amount of eyeballs you get from being on the humor shelf at Barnes & Noble - it is almost insignificant.

I never trust anyone who's more excited about success than about doing the thing they want to be successful at.

Sometimes I mistake this for a universe that cares.

You don't become great by trying to be great. You become great by wanting to do something, and then doing it so hard that you become great in the process.

A million people can call the mountains a fiction, yet it need not trouble you as you stand atop them.