The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them.

Probably? So you're asking me to trust my life to steel wool and peanut butter?" "Poisoned peanut butter." "Cal, I don't care if it's nuclear peanut butter.

It's amazing how quickly nature consumes human places after we turn our backs on them. Life is a hungry thing.

That was one problem with dramatic exits: Sometimes they wound up making you look like a bubblehead.

I wouldn't say design has become strictly functional. A lot of cars these days look downright comic book to me, and the info-gadgets with which late industrial people spend the most time - phones, music players, etc. - are blobjects.

He makes me feel like that. Like flying.

Listen, you bubblehead-up-until-five-minutes-ago.