"Once you can accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy."
I can't tell if I love this quote becuase it allows me to feel self-righteous about my lack of style or because it allows me to feel self-righteous about my own peculiar code of What Actually Matters. Either way, I'm right because Einstein said so.
(Side Note: it really has always bothered me--what is the universe expanding into? Imagination? Other dimensions? Pudding?)