It's not true unless it makes you laugh, but you don't understand it until it makes you weep.

Perhaps the final secret of the Illuminati is that you don’t know you're a member until it’s too late to get out.

Editors always amputate the brain first and preserve a good-looking corpse.

O how the darkness do crowd up, one against the other, in ye hearts! What fear ye more that what ye have wroughten?

Of course I'm crazy, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong.

All that we "know" is what registers on our brains, so what you perceive (your individual reality-tunnel) is made up of nothing but thoughts—as Sir Humphrey Davy noted when self-experimenting with nitrous oxide in 1819, and as Buddha noticed by sitting alone until all his social imprints atrophied and dropped away.

I've recently noticed "as if for the first time" that when people pray they always look "upward" - i.e. perpendicular to whatever place they're standing - or kneeling or groveling. I deduce that they conceive of their "god" as topologically isomorphic to a huge donut, about a thousand miles wider than Earth.