We are all giants, raised by pygmies, who have learned to walk with a perpetual mental crouch.

part of the humor of living on this backward planet is listening to the hominids rationalize their predations.

MR. KHARIS: 'Does Mr. Celine seriously suggest that the United States Government is in need of a guardian?' MR. CELINE: 'I am merely offering a way out for your client. Any private individual with a record of such incessant murder and robbery would be glad to cop an insanity plea. Do you insist that your client was in full possession of its reason at Wounded Knee? At Hiroshima? At Dresden?' JUSTICE IMMHOTEP: 'You become facetious, Mr. Celine.' MR. CELINE: 'I have never been more serious.

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.

Animals outline their territories with their excretions, humans outline their territories by ink excretions on paper.

The variables vary too much and the constants aren't as constant as they seem.

We look for the Secret - the Philosopher's Stone, the Elixir of the Wise, Supreme Enlightenment, 'God' or whatever...and all the time it is carrying us about...It is the human nervous system itself.