I worry that humanity has been “advanced” to its present level of incompetency because evolution works on the Peter Principle.

Of all the things we’ve learned, we still haven’t learned where did this desire to want to know come from?

If evolution was worth its salt, by now it should’ve evolved something better than survival of the fittest. I think a better idea would be survival of the wittiest.

Language because of our deep inner need to complain...

When you’re dancing the mystical dance of the molecules, you’re not the one who’s leading.

It’s one thing to tolerate a boring marriage; a boring affair does not make sense.

Like what’s the point being a health nut by day if you’re a coke head at night.

My mom says I have to be more positive, and I say life has to be more positive too or it’s just not going to work.

It’s not that I lack ambition. I am ambitious in the sense that I want to be more than I am now. But if I were truly ambitious, I think I’d already be more than I am now.

I am sick of being the victim of trends I reflect but don’t even understand.