I Didn't Want Murder. It's All Gone

I’ve Never Been Certain Whether The Moral Of The Icarus Story Should Only Be, As Is Generally Accepted, ‘don’t Try To Fly Too High,’ Or Whether It Might Also Be Thought Of As ‘forget The Wax And Feathers, And Do A Better Job On The Wings.

Regret Isn't Going To Get Me Anywhere. It's Like Being Obsessed With Something. It Doesn't Bring You Anywhere.

The Destruction Of This Planet Would Have No Significance On A Cosmic Scale.

The Truth Of A Thing Is In The Feel Of It, Not In The Think Of It.

What Do You Take Me For? A Fourteen Karat Sucker?