The harder I work, the luckier I become.

We're philosophers. We think, therefore we am.

Next comes the realist phase ("After all, from a purely geometrical point of view a cat is only a tube with a door at the top.")

There are no medium-sized trees in the deep forest. There are only the towering ones, whose canopy spreads across the sky. Below, in the gloom, there's light for nothing but mosses and ferns. But when a giant falls, leaving a little space ... then there's a race - between the trees on either side, who want to spread out, and the seedlings below, who race to grow up. Sometimes, you can make your own space.

One day I'll be dead and THEN you'll all be sorry.

The brain works fast when it thinks it’s about to be cut in half.

One of the hardest lessons in young Sam's life had been finding out that the people in charge weren't in charge. It had been finding out that governments were not, on the whole, staffed by people who had a grip, and that plans were what people made instead of thinking.