A couple is a conspiracy in search of a crime. Sex is often the closest they can get.

The world eventually sends out a mean-ass Patrol Boy to slow your progress and show you who’s boss. […] He’s a mean guy, a Bad Lieutenant, the sworn enemy of goofery, fuckery, pride, ambition, loud music, and all things nineteen.

In the context of inflationary cosmology, it is fair to say that the universe is the ultimate free lunch.

People are funny.

Chess and theatre often lead to madness.