If you act out of a paranoid fear of something happening, you will always make that thing happen.

“It’s not fair,” I said. “It’s just so goddamnedunfair.”“The world,” he said, “i…”

“All right. The snow may be falling in the winter of my discontent, but at least…”

“Thomas Edison's last words were "It's very beautiful over there". I don't know …”

“Please stop," I said. "You're upsetting the black Santas.”