“I knowit’s stupid to not own a gun yet haveso many triggers, but in some other worldgigantic seashells hold humansto their ears and listen to the echoof machines.”

“I know loving me isn’t easy – the all-nighthelicopter parties, the glow-in-the-dark haircuts, but when I look at youit’s like praying with my eyes. I know it’s stupid to not own a gun yet haveso many triggers, but in some other world gigantic seashells hold humansto their ears and listen to the echo of machines.”

“When I hold you in my arms and I feel my finger on your trigger I know no one can do me no harm because happiness is a warm gun.”

“The I.B.M. machine has no ethic of its own; what it does is enable one or two people to do the computing work that formerly required many more people. If people often use it stupidly, it's their stupidity, not the machine's, and a return to the abacus would not exorcise the failing. People can be treated as drudges just as effectively without modern machines.”

“It sucked so bad she might as well put a gun to her head and pull the trigger. Except she didn’t own a gun because she didn’t like them. Besides, pulling the trigger on a gun was pretty final. She had issues with commitment and she was so freaking dead anyway, so why bother.”

“To look at the paper is to raise a seashell to one's ear and to be overwhelmed by the roar of humanity.”