“Heard joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says, "Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says, "But doctor...I am Pagliacci.”
No. Not even in the face of Armageddon. Never compromise.
We're all puppets, Laurie. I'm just a puppet who can see the strings.
You know what I wish? I wish all the scum of the Earth had one throat and I had my hands about it.