Crushing's too good for him. First he'll spend a year in the incinerator. Year two: Cryogenic refrigeration wing. Then TEN years in the chamber I built where all the robots scream at you. THEN I'll kill him.

I think that I would recognize my own underwear, now give them back!

Remember, V - it's unwise to engage in idle time. I am sometimes known to be rather impatient.

Remember those who have passed, and they will forever live on.

The curse of much knowledge is often indecision.