Luck, Like A Russian Car, Generally Only

After All, What Else Is Scientific Enquiry Of Any Sort Other Than A Controlled Version Of Banging One's Head Against The Universe Until Something Gives?

Descartes' Immortal Conclusion Cogito Ergo Sum Was Recently Subjected To Destruction Testing By A Group Of Graduate Researchers At Princeton Led By Professors Montjuic And Lauterbrunnen, And Now Reads, In The Shorter Harvard Orthodoxy: (a) I Think, Therefore I Am; Or (b) Perhaps I Thought, Therefore I Was; But (c) These Days, I Tend To Leave That Side Of Things To My Wife.

At Any Given Time, Ninety-nine-point-nine-five Per Cent Of The Human Race Are A Confounded Nuisance

Not Only Had He Lost The Only Girl He'd Ever Loved, He'd Lost Her In Duplicate, Like Some Heartbroken But Highly Efficient Civil Servant.

Human Beings Can Get Used To Virtually Anything, Given Plenty Of Time And No Choice In The Matter Whatsoever.