I walked among Shadows, and found a race of furry creatures, dark and clawed and fanged, reasonably manlike, and about as intelligent as a freshman in the high school of your choice-sorry, kids, but what I mean is they were loyal, devoted, honest, and too easily screwed by bastards like me and my brother. I felt like the dee-jay of your choice.

When inspiration is silent reason tires quickly.

Life is full of doors that don't open when you knock, equally spaced amid those that open when you don't want them to.

Death is the only limit to the road you travel.

To paraphrase Oedipus, Hamlet, Lear, and all those guys, "I wish I had known this some time ago.

His followers called him Mahasamatman and said he was a god. He preferred to drop the Maha- and the -atman, however, and called himself Sam. He never claimed to be a god, but then he never claimed not to be a god.

That's life: trust and you're betrayed; don't trust and you betray yourself.