“There are nine million people who see me in the ring and hate my guts. Most of them are white. That's OK. Just spell my name right.”

“Candy on the 6-4, leather guts and fishbowl
Fifty on the pinky ring just to make my fist glow”

“Let your heart look
on white sea spray
and be lonely.

Love is a fool star.

You and a ring of stars
may mention my name
and then forget me.

Love is a fool star.”

“I cannot name the 8 million people who share my Israeli citizenship, I have never met most of them, and I am very unlikely ever to meet them in the future. My ability to nevertheless feel loyal to this nebulous mass is not a legacy from my hunter-gatherer ancestors, but a miracle of recent history.”

“People are always introducing me as "Sarah Silverman, Jewish comedienne." I hate that! I wish people would see me for who I really am — I'm white!”

“So without an original or helpful thought in my head, I just sat for some minutes and watched these poor disconnected people shuffle past. Then I did what most white Australians do. I read my newspaper and drank my coffee and didn't see them anymore.”

“See? My plans don’t all suck. Just most of them.”

“All my life I taught Zen to the people -
Nine and seventy years.
He who sees not things as they are
Will never know Zen.”

“Now you see why I hate to leave my lab. It tires me out too much to have to do other people’s thinking for them.”

“Yes," I said. "My name is seven-five-nine-nine-three-nine-ex-dash-one. Junior.”