You’re not in Kansas anymore. You are on Pandora, ladies and gentlemen. Respect that fact every second of every day. If there is a Hell, you might want to go there for some R&R after a tour on Pandora.
When I was lying there in the VA hospital with a big hole blown through the middle of my life, I started having these dreams of flying. I was free. Sooner or later, though, you always have to wake up.
Every living thing that crawls, flies or squats in the mud wants to kill you and eat your eyes for Jujubes.
You want a fair deal, you’re on the wrong planet. The strong prey on the weak. That’s just the way things are. And nobody does a damn thing.