I always thought everybody was saying It’s better to be safe, then sorry

If you take the cognitive map of… and rip it in half you’re left with two Google Maps: the one on the right of Israel

Every writer has mistaken his shotgun for a rifle– He may hit where he aims but he will also surely miss In discharging his will to power

A man wants the mother of his children to be a chef in the kitchen “imaginative” in the bedroom a shrink in the living room

A smart phone is 1/7 billionth of a doomsday machine

The brain is the heart’s fifth chamber and I am the chambermaid

Am I winning If I am Beating a dead horse

You will know You are in the fight of your life When fighting it Is more important Than winning it

The last waltz isn’t over until they come waltzing back in

If we know our physics is real Because GPS works Then we know our God is real Because language works

If you want to know what the quarantine was like for me walk a mile in my new leather sweatpants

Originally a method for learning from mistakes science had been debased into a tool for sorting right from wrong

From where I was situated There was no room to maneuver In the situation room And everybody else found themselve… In the same situation

We are only here for a short time So, you might ask What are we for? Believe it or not, we are for God Doubling down

My boss said It’s my way or the highway so, I took the highway to hell But when God said It’s your way or the doorway