As a species we're fundamentally insane. Put more than two of us in a room, we pick sides and start dreaming up reasons to kill one another. Why do you think we invented politics and religion?

It took me twenty years of living with my father to accept the idea that being good could be good enough.

Nothing in nature is that even; man is the inventor of straight edges.

When rationality begins to break down, the circuits of the human brain can overload. Axons grow bright and feverish. Hallucinations turn real: the quicksilver puddle at the point where perspective makes parallel lines seem to intersect is really there; the dead walk and talk; a rose begins to sing.

God is cruel. Sometimes he makes you live.

The world had teeth and it could bite you with them anytime it wanted.