Most gods throw dice, but Fate plays chess, and you don't find out til too late that he's been playing with two queens all along.

Everything starts somewhere, though many physicists disagree. But people have always been dimly aware of the problem with the start of things. They wonder how the snowplough driver gets to work, or how the makers of dictionaries look up the spelling of words.

But I think you have a right to know what it is you’re not being told.

I would not like it thought that I do not buy my own paperclips, sir. I enjoy owning my own paperclips. It means they are mine.

You can't second-guess ineffability, I always say.

My experience in Amsterdam is that cyclists ride where the hell they like and aim in a state of rage at all pedestrians while ringing their bell loudly, the concept of avoiding people being foreign to them.

It's lies. It's all lies. Some of them are just prettier than others, that's all. People see what they think is there.