Still, no matter how commonplace, one’s death is the most interesting event of one’s life. - Robert Sheckley

How does the fool build his paradise?—out of the crumbling bricks of illusion and the watery cement of hope.

Marvin did not give way to despair. He gave way instead to anger, which was a much healthier emotion, though equally unproductive.

He said, “Don’t you think that pleas based on upon the assumption of one’s own objectivity are somewhat disingenuous, to say the least?”
The crowd nodded. The tall man said easily, “Granted that all personal judgments are inherently biased. Still, judgment is the only instrument of discrimination at our disposal, and it is our work as living, developing creatures to make discriminations, from which value-judgments inevitably flow. This must be done despite the subjectivity paradox implied in making an ‘objective’ statement. That is why I say unequivocably that you were in the wrong, and no amount of reference to the observer observed dichotomy is going to change that.”