When the term "machine gun" enters common parlance, the word "machine" becomes much more sinister.

Okay... That's still blind-making.

Money's the same, whoever gives it to you. That was the point of money, after all: crisp and clean or wrinkled or disintegrated into quarters - a dollar was always worth a hundred cents.

Gravity was something you could beat; all it took was hydrogen, hot air, or even a bit of rope. But being a girl was a miserable, never-ending struggle.

Everyone in the world was programmed by the place they were born, hemmed in by their beliefs, but you had to at least try to grow your own brain.

Sooner or later usually means too late

It's just been a long week, that's all." "It's monday night, Jess." "My point exactly.