“Hey, baby. You got a light? I've got some dark.”
“Cause I've got three little words that I've always been dying to tell you...”
“Besides, I always feel safer when I've got words against my heart.”
“Some may call me a vigilante. I think i've got problems to fix.”
“I don’t think it would have all got me quite so down if just once in a while—just once in a while—there was at least some polite little perfunctory implication that knowledge should lead to wisdom, and that if it doesn't, it's just a disgusting waste of time! But there never is! You never even hear any hints dropped on a campus that wisdom is supposed to be the goal of knowledge. You hardly ever even hear the word 'wisdom' mentioned!”