A project without some nonsense is not a real project.

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

What we need is not a skilled monetary driver of the economic vehicle continuously turning the steering wheel to adjust to the the unexpected irregularities of the route, but some means of keeping the monetary passenger who is in the back seat as ballast from occasionally leaning over and giving the steering wheel a jerk that threatens to send the car off the road.

Wake up. I’ve been watching you. Come closer. Closer. 28 days. 6 hours. 42 minutes. 12 seconds. That is when the world will end.

OK, so this is a lesson for you people. Usually in life when you're doing well being really really cocky and not paying attention is the correct strategy. But it can backfire sometimes.