"For a moment everything was clear, and when that happens you see that the world is barely there at all. Don’t we all secretly know this? It’s a perfectly balanced mechanism of shouts and echoes pretending to be wheels and cogs, a dream-clock chiming beneath a mystery-glass we call life. Behind it? Below it and around it? Chaos, storms. Men with hammers, men with knives, men with guns. Women who twist what they cannot dominate and belittle what they cannot understand. A universe of horror and loss surrounding a single lighted stage where mortals dance in defiance of the dark."
"One of my ancestors, some weakling, said ‘Look there’s no way I can beat that guy. But what if I trick him into thinking if he doesn't kill and rape people while he’s down here, when he dies there’s a magic city in the clouds and he can go up and have all the cake he wants?’ Now that’s not a very well formed plan but he went and told the big psycho. And psycho heard that and said ‘Uhh, I like cake.’
That’s religion, it’s the ol’ sky cake dodge; it worked!
That shit was going on all over the planet. They would tell them about sky cookies, or sky pie, or sky baklava. And as each of these civilizations grew, they built ships; they'd go visit each other, and the one guy would walk off the boat and go,'Hey, did you hear the good news about the sky baklava?' and the first guy went,'It's CAKE, motherfucker! You're dead!"
"You have to work harder than you think you possibly can. You can't hold grudges -- it's hard, but you can't hold grudges. And it doesn't matter how you get knocked down in life; cause that's going to happen. All that matters is you've got to get up."
"For too many of us the political equality we once had won was meaningless in the face of economic inequality. A small group had concentrated into their own hands an almost complete control over other people's property, other people's money, other people's labor - other people's lives."