Fred Blake:
I don't know what it all means. Why am I here? Where am I going?
Doctor Saunders:
My dear boy, men have been asking those questions since they stopped throwing coconuts at each other in the primeval forests and picked up a glimmer of intelligence.
Fred Blake:
Don't you believe in anything?
Doctor Saunders:
Nothing except myself and my experience. The world consist of me, my thoughts and my feelings. Everything else is mere fancy.
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