In ancient times cats were worshiped as gods; they have not forgotten this.
Matter exploded into being, apparently as chaos, but in fact as a chord. The ultimate power chord.
I don't want unnecessary violence, sergeant," said Blouse. "Right you are, sir!" said the sergeant. "Carborundum! First man comes through that door runnin', I want him nailed to the wall!" He caught the lieutenant's eye, and added: "But not too hard!
You can't second-guess ineffability, I always say.
In the world I live in, 'not worse' is nearly as good as 'better'.
Words are the litmus paper of the mind.