I had planned to teach my robot right and wrong, but so far I’m pretty impressed with its choice of victims.
— badbanana

Help me Obi Wan Kenobi. You’re my only Never mind. Batman’s here.
— JerryThomas

Oh, anecdotal evidence. Look at you. Pretending you’re science. You’re just adorable.
— sween

I’m not trying to point the finger of blame at Hogwarts but what the fuck were the wizards doing 1939 through to 1945?
— stubarb1

With all of these location-based social networking services, you’d be crazy not to try a little serial killing.
— badbanana

We are the people of the book. We love our books. We fill our houses with books. We treasure books we inherit from our parents, and we cherish the idea of passing those books on to our children. Indeed, how many of us started reading with a beloved book that belonged to one of our parents? We force worthy books on our friends, and we insist that they read them. We even feel a weird kinship for the people we see on buses or airplanes reading our books, the books that we claim. If anyone tries to take away our books–some oppressive government, some censor gone off the rails–we would defend them with everything that we have. We know our tribespeople when we visit their homes because every wall is lined with books. There are teetering piles of books beside the bed and on the floor; there are masses of swollen paperbacks in the bathroom. Our books are us. They are our outboard memory banks and they contain the moral, intellectual, and imaginative influences that make us the people we are today.
— Cory Doctorow, in a speech about DRM (This isn’t funny; I just really liked it)