Size is not a reality, but a construct of the mind; and space a construct to contain constructs.

The function of law and theology are the same: to keep the poor from taking back by violence what the rich have stolen by cunning.

The fear of death is the beginning of slavery.

You should view the world as a conspiracy run by a very closely-knit group of nearly omnipotent people, and you should think of those people as yourself and your friends.

You are precisely as big as what you love and precisely as small as what you allow to annoy you.

In conlusion, there is no conclusion. Things will go on as they always have, getting weirder all the time.

The rapists of the intellectual world become politicians; the seducers become artists.

Philadelphia merely seems dull because it's next to exciting Camden, New Jersey.

Of course I'm crazy, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong.

History, sociology, economics, psychology et al. confirmed Joyce's view of Everyman as victim.

My own opinion is that belief is the death of intelligence. As soon as one believes a doctrine of any sort, or assumes certitude, one stops thinking about that aspect of existence.

They desecrate Riora’s sacred temple! She will be enraged.”“Oh, gods, look at the marble. We are all beyond doomed.”“Somebody put a plant in front of it!

As a writer, you should not judge, you should understand.

Big heart, wide as a watermelon, but wise as birth, there is so much abundance in the people I have.

In terms of trying to re-create an image, I think that's a waste of time. I have no interest in doing that. The decisions I made are done.

I realized either I was crazy or the world was crazy; and I picked on the world. And of course I was right.

I wanted to join the navy to get some perspective on the world and explore.

The future is hidden by a dark impenetrable veil, and yet we struggle to pierce through it.

Up and down our lives obedient Walk, dear Christ, with footsteps radiant, Till those garden lives shall be Fair with duties done for Thee; And our thankful spirits say, "Christ arose on Easter Day."

Try and fit in in a New Zealand playground with an Armagh accent - it doesn't work.

I finally got around to reading the dictionary. Turns out the Zebra did it.