I Think That In An Increasingly Virtual

Language Comes First. It's Not That Language Grows Out Of Consciousness, If You Haven't Got Language, You Can't Be Conscious.

While A Truncheon May Be Used In Lieu Of Conversation, Words Will Always Retain Their Power.

Nothing's That Simple, Not Even Things That Are Simply Awful.

Our Consciousness, A Startling Outgrowth Of The Universe, Is Possibly Its Most Important Part, The Fraction Of Existence That Can Think, Feel, Marvel At Itself.

I Love The Smell Of Paper In The Morning; It Smells Like Victory.