Life Is Like An Analogy.

I'm Content To Stand On Tradition. I'm Even More Content To Wipe My Feet On It.

Any Sufficiently Badly-written Science Is Indistinguishable From Magic.

Oh, Wonderful. I Killed His Father. He Hates Me. He Knows How To Make Bombs. Come On, Wedge, How Does This Story End?

I Was Years Older Than You When I Became An Ambassador For The First Time. Remember That, Tycho? How Did We Get Through That Assignment, Anyway?” “pretty Much, We Opened Fire On Everyone Who Disagreed With Us.” Wedge Nodded And Turned To His Daughter. “when All Else Fails, Just Do That.

I Really Can't Complain About Actresses Who Get Paid To Be Dumb. Most Of Us Can't Get Paid To Be Smart.