The Chair is necessarily uncomfortable — we're about to enter the age of flight before we've even developed a chair that a man can sit in comfortably

A Chair is stilts for your butt.

A Chair is one big body crutch.

The Chair is anti-gravity machine.

Comfort is the god of this world, but comfort it will never obtain by making it an object.

Comfort is overrated — life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

Comfort is Comforts and syphilis are the greatest enemies of mankind.

Comfort is nothing to be proud of — you should never be comfortable, man. Being comfortable fouled up a lot of musicians.

Fear is the fire that melts Icarian wings.

Fear is many-eyed.

Fear is the parent of cruelty.

Fear is the mother of superstition.