Quit while you're a head, that's what I say.

Her singing always cheered him up. Life seemed so much brighter when she stopped.

Wisdom comes from experience. Experience is often a result of lack of wisdom.

Humans! They lived in a world where the grass continued to be green and the sun rose every day and flowers regularly turned into fruit, and what impressed them? Weeping statues. And wine made out of water! A mere quantum-mechanistic tunnel effect, that'd happen anyway if you were prepared to wait zillions of years. As if the turning of sunlight into wine, by means of vines and grapes and time and enzymes, wasn't a thousand times more impressive and happened all the time.

There was no safety. There was no pride. All there was, was money. Everything became money, and money became everything. Money treated us as if we were things, and we died.

Here's what I suggest," he said. "You pretend that rats can think, and I'll promise to pretend that humans can think, too.

Up until now I'd always though RSI meant 'I hate my damn job'.