Commit d576206

Life? Don't talk to me about life!

Incredible... it's even worse than I thought it would be.

Not that anyone cares what I say, but the restaurant is at the *other* end of the Universe.

I've calculated your chance of survival, but I don't think you'll like it.

Here I am, brain the size of a planet, and they ask me to take you to the bridge. Call that job satisfaction, 'cause I don't.

I have a million ideas, but, they all point to certain death.

Do you want me to sit in a corner and rust or just fall apart where I'm standing?

You think you've got problems. What are you supposed to do if you are a manically depressed robot? No, don't even bother answering. I'm 50,000 times more intelligent than you and even I don't know the answer.

I ache, therefore I am.

My capacity for happiness you could fit into a matchbox without taking out the matches first.

I'd give you advice, but you wouldn't listen. No one ever does.