Space Is Really Big-really Big.

I May Not Have Gone Where I Intended To Go, But I Think I Have Ended Up Where I Intended To Be.

We Have Normality. I Repeat, We Have Normality. Anything You Still Can't Cope With Is Therefore Your Own Problem.

What Does It Matter? Science Has Achieved Some Wonderful Things, Of Course, But I'd Far Rather Be Happy Than Right Any Day.

Believe Me, It Is A Great Deal Better To Find Cast-iron Proof That You're Innocent Than To Languish In A Cell Hoping That The Police---who Already Think You're Guilty---will Find It For You.

It Is A Mistake To Think You Can Solve Any Major Problems Just With Potatoes.