As a species, we are forever sticking our finger into the electric socket of the universe to see what will happen next.

The Yen Buddhists are the richest religious sect in the universe. They hold that the accumulation of money is a great evil and a burden to the soul. They therefore, regardless of personal hazard, see it as their unpleasant duty to acquire as much as possible in order to reduce the risk to innocent people.

Everything makes sense a bit at a time. But when you try to think of it all at once, it comes out wrong.

When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man I put away childish things because. wow, then I could afford much *better* childish things!

Time is a drug. Too much of it kills you.

We have been so successful in the past century at the art of living longer and staying alive that we have forgotten how to die. Too often we learn the hard way. As soon as the baby boomers pass pensionable age, their lesson will be harsher still.

A push-and-go wooden duck on wheels can cause quite a lot of damage if wielded with enough force.