Most gods have the manners and morals of a spoiled child.

The bugs are not like us. The Pseudo-Arachnids aren’t even like spiders. They are arthropods who happen to look like a madman’s conception of a giant intelligent spider, but their organization, psychological and economic, is more like that of ants or termites; they are communal entities, the ultimate dictatorship of the hive.

I have never been impressed by the formal schools of ethics.

The only thing privacy laws accomplish is making the bugs smaller.

Once there was a race, quite unlike the human race - quite. I have no way of describing to you what they looked like or how they lived, but they had one characteristic you can understand: they were creative. The creating and enjoying of works of art was their occupation and their reason for being.

I'll give you an exact definition. When the happiness of another person becomes as essential to yourself as your own, then the state of love exists.

A generation which ignores history has no past — and no future.