As natural selection works solely by and for the good of each being, all corporeal and mental endowments will tend to progress toward perfection.

Tomorrow never comes, man. It’s all the same fucking day.

The world is dying of machinery; that is the great disease, that is the plague that will sweep away and destroy civilization; man will have to rise against it sooner or later.

The world began without man, and it will end without him.

I’ve seen the future, brother; it is murder.