Against stupidity, the gods themselves contend in vain. - Isaac Asimov

Get this,' the trader spoke forcefully and earnestly, 'there are five or six fat slobs who usually run an average planet. They get the rabbit punch, but I'm not losing peace of mind over them. See. The people? The ordinary run of guys? Sure, some get killed, and the rest pay extra taxes for a while. But it settles itself out; it runs itself down. And then it's the old situation again with a different five or six.

We face eternity now. We have no universe left, no outside phenomena, no emotions, no passions. Nothing but ourselves and thought. We face an eternity of introspection, when all through history we have never known what to do with ourselves on a rainy Sunday.

Jamais poderá haver um homem tão perdido como aquele que está perdido nos vastos e intricados corredores de sua própria mente solitária, onde ninguém pode alcançá-lo e ninguém pode salvá-lo. Nunca houve um homem tão desamparado quanto aquele que não consegue lembrar.