“What's the survival value of obsessing on a sunset?”

“If the rest of your brain were conscious, it would probably regard you as the pointy-haired boss from Dilbert”

“After four thousand years we cant even prove that reality exists beyond the mind of the first-person dreamer.”

“Once there were three tribes. The Optimists, whose patron saints were Drake and Sagan, believed in a universe crawling with gentle intelligencespiritual brethren vaster and more enlightened than we...”

“You cant turn a sunset into a string of grunts without losing something.”

“The most altruistic and sustainable philosophies fail before the brute brain stem imperative of self-interest.”

“Did you just mentally pistol whip that guy, with his own gun? Nice, Amber. I would have just killed him.”

“Getting up from the bed, Dominick approaches me at a slow predatory pace. Once again, I cannot move my feet.”

“Goddamn it, do it yourself. Youre five hundred years old and you cant use a telephone? Read the directions. What are you, an immortal idiot?”