Christopher

“I have spent too much of my life opening doors for cats—I once calculated that, since the dawn of civilization, nine hundred and seventy-eight man-centuries have been used up that way. I could show you figures.”
― Robert A. Heinlein, The Door Into Summer

“This was not the old Chichikov. This was some wreckage of the old Chichikov. The inner state of his soul might be compared to a demolished building, which has been demolished so that from it a new one could be built; but the new one has not been started yet, because the infinitive plan has not yet come from the architect and the workers are left in perplexity.”
― Nikolai Gogol, Dead Souls

“Hit it! You have to hit it harder than that. Electrons are timid little things but notional; you have to let them know who’s boss.”
― Robert A. Heinlein, The Cat Who Walks Through Walls

“I was just pulling your leg and it came off in my hand.”
― Robert A. Heinlein, The Past Through Tomorrow