For at least another hundred years we must pretend to ourselves and to every one that fair is foul and foul is fair; for foul is useful and fair is not. Avarice and usury and precaution must be our gods for a little longer still.
“It's a little dangerous for me to get outside myself and think about how I want people to see me.”
“You can't plan for the future, because some guy's going to land in a spaceship with three heads and a big beak and take over everything.”