I've noticed that even people who believe in fate look both ways before crossing the street.
Without imperfection, you or I would not exist.
To understand recursion, one must first understand recursion.
The wise never marry, and when they marry they become otherwise.
There are plenty of dead scientists I admire, but I can't think of any living ones. This is probably because it is only in retrospect that one can see who made the important contributions.
I may contradict myself, but at least I don't contradict myself.