"Right!" "Right!" "You can get there!" "I can get there!" "You're a natural at counting to two!" "I'm a nat'ral at counting to two!" "If you can count to two, you can count to anything!" "If I can count to two, I can count to anything!" "And then the world is your mollusc!" "My mollusc! What's a mollusc?

I should have learned this, she thought. I wanted to learn fire, and pain, but I should have learned people.

In the words of the philosopher Sceptum, the founder of my profession: am I going to get paid for this?

Knowledge is dangerous, which is why governments often clamp down on people who can think thoughts above a certain caliber.

I found while driving in Wyoming that wearing a stetson and driving a beat-up pickup meant you could go as fast as you like, while the police picked up Californian winnebagos that went one mph over 55. After all, they wanted to bring money into the state, not merely circulate it.

Stupid men are often capable of things the clever would not dare to contemplate.

I've always felt that what I have going for me is not my imagination, because everyone has an imagination. What I have is a relentlessly controlled imagination. What looks like wild invention is actually quite carefully calculated.