Among Human Beings, A Cat

Great God Of The Ants, Thou Hast Granted Victory To Thy Servants. I Appoint Thee Honorary Colonel.

Robots Do Not Hold On To Life. They Can't. They Have Nothing To Hold On With - No Soul, No Instinct. Grass Has More Will To Live Than They Do.

The English Gentleman Is A Combination Of Silence, Courtesy, Dignity, Sport, Newspapers And Honesty.

I Think I Am Slowly Becoming An Anarchist, That This Is Only Another Label For My Privateness, And I Think That You Will Understand This In The Sense Of Being Against Collectivity.

It's Not Possible To Search For God Using The Methods Of A Detective... There Is No Way. You Can Only Wait Till God's Axe Severs Your Roots: Then You Will Understand That You Are Here Only Through A Miracle, And You Will Remain Fixed Forever In Wonderment And Equilibrium.