Telling Lies Is A Bit Like Tiling

After All, What Else Is Scientific Enquiry Of Any Sort Other Than A Controlled Version Of Banging One's Head Against The Universe Until Something Gives?

The Best Definition Of An Immortal Is Someone Who Hasn't Died Yet.

In Spite Of Really Intense Competition For The Job, I'm Still My Own Worst Enemy.

Genies Rarely Have Nightmares, For The Same Reason That Elephants Don't Usually Worry About Being Trampled Underfoot. With The Possible Exception Of Bottles, There's Nothing In The Cosmos Large Enough Or Malicious Enough To Frighten Them, Or Stupid Enough To Try.

Poetry Is One Of The Few Nasty Childhood Habits I've Managed To Grow Out Of