Perhaps It's My Natural Pessimism,

It Was An Especially Wonderful Time To Be A Noisy Moron.

Life Just Wants To Be; But It Doesn't Want To Be Much.

I See Litter As Part Of A Long Continuum Of Anti-social Behaviour.

We Forget Just How Painfully Dim The World Was Before Electricity. A Candle, A Good Candle, Provides Barely A Hundredth Of The Illumination Of A Single 100 Watt Light Bulb.

I Don't Know Whether I'm Misanthropic. It Seems To Me I'm Constantly Disappointed. I'm Very Easily Disappointed. Disappointed In The Things That People Do; Disappointed In The Things That People Construct. I Want Things To Be Better All The Time.