“On the whole, good and great fiction is not written by beautiful people who feel successful. It’s written by the person who is most overlooked, all their life, and who understands things about the human condition which is very different from that of the experience of the twenty-five year old part-time model. Every author has a professional deformity – club feet, an uncomfortable religious inheritance, short stature, or incurable alcoholism, take your pick. Writers are always outsiders, and our nearest kindred isn’t someone in Hollywood but the bag-lady who rootles through dustbins muttering to herself.”—Amanda Craig
“No, don’t try and answer that. I’m fifty thousand times more intelligent than you, and even I don’t know the answer. Gives me a headache just trying to think down to your level.”—Marvin the Paranoid Android, HHGttG
…I want to shout, “YOU ARE A MIRACULOUSLY SENTIENT BAG OF WET CARBON, STOMPING AROUND ON A HUGE HUNK OF ROCK WHICH ITSELF IS HURTLING AROUND A MASSIVE NUCLEAR FIREBALL AT ROUGHLY 67,000 MILES AN HOUR. HOW MUCH MORE ADVENTURE DO YOU NEED?”
“I have placed information vital to the survival of the Rebellion into the memory systems of this R2 unit. My father will know how to retrieve it. You must see this droid safely delivered to him on Alderaan. This is our most desperate hour. Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You’re my only hope.”—Edna St. Vincent Millay
So, to recap, the five fundamental forces are: gravity, electromagnetism, the strong and weak nuclear forces, and whatever the hell force it is that attracts at least one cat hair into everything I ever cook, always.
“Cuiusvis hominis est errare; nullius nisi insipientis, um.. errore.. alprazolam benadryl oin gloin dwalin balin cumberbatch.”—Me, just now, trying to remember that whole Cicero quote without having to look it up.