... I have developed, over the years, some sense of the difference between real horseshit that you can step in and Ideal Platonic Horseshit that exists, evidently, only in the contemplation of those who worship such abstractions; and I continue to notice that Natural Law bears an uncanny resemblance to ideal Platonic Horseshit.

I look forward without dogmatic optimism but without dread.

I will do anything, including highway robbery and murder, to avoid leaving my children in poverty.

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

Each mans spills the drink he loves.

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

You simply cannot invent any conspiracy theory so ridiculous and obviously satirical that some people somewhere don't already believe it.