ROS: Why don't you go and have a look? GUIL: Pragmatism?! - is that all you have to offer?

There is no one so radical as a man-servant whose freedom of the champagne bin has been interfered with.

Life in a box is better than no life at all, I expect. You'd have a chance at least. You could lie there thinking: Well, at least I'm not dead.

My mind gets into a verbal mode.

The names for things don't come first. Words stagger after, hopelessly trying to become the sensation.

No matter how imperfect things are, if you've got a free press everything is correctable, and without it everything is concealable.

Fifty-five crystal spheres geared to God's crankshaft is my idea of a satisfying universe. I can't think of anything more trivial than quarks, quasars, big bangs and black holes.