“How many twenty-second-century bureaucrats did it take to change a light panel?We'll have a sub-committee meeting and get back to you with an estimate.”

“He sits in his car at traffic lights on his way out sometimes and tries to estimate how many times he has sat here, waiting at these traffic lights on his way somewhere without you, hoping to meet someone with the capacity to consign you to an anecdote, to be eventually confused with others”

“How many miles to Babylon?Three-score and ten.Can I get there by candle-light?Yes, there and back again.If your heels are nimble and light,You will get there by candle-light”

“How many seconds does it take to win second? As many as it takes to win first—if you don’t use them properly.”

“He uses you as a weapon against himself and not merely because you did. He sits in his car at traffic lights on his way out sometimes and tries to estimate how many times he has sat here, waiting at these traffic lights on his way somewhere without you, hoping to meet someone with the capacity to consign you to an anecdote, to be eventually confused with others. He thinks of you when the woman lying next to him thinks he's asleep.”

“If it were possible to go back in a time machine and change the stupid things some of us did in grammar school and junior high, Soups old buddy, that gadget would be booked up right into the twenty-third century.”