The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.

Biologically speaking, if something bites you it’s more likely to be female.

I viewed my fellow man not as a fallen angel, but as a risen ape.

Life is like a very short visit to a toyshop between birth and death.

No matter how old we become, we can still call them ‘Holy Mother’ and ‘Father’ and put a child-like trust in them.

The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.

Artists like cats; soldiers like dogs.

Clearly, then, the city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.

This unusual and highly successful species spends a great deal of time examining his higher motives and an equal amount of time ignoring his fundamental ones.