"My game plan all my life has been to demand acceptance of this," a vague wave down the length, or shortness, of his body, "because I was a smart-ass little bastard who could think rings around the opposition, and prove it time after time."

So I'll start a revolution from my bed

'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head

Really, what do you think? Can you beat me? Clever enough to bet your life? I bet you get bored, don't ya? I know you do. Man like you, so clever. But what's the point of being clever if you can't prove it? Still the addict - but this, this is what you're really addicted to. You'd do anything, anything at all, to stop being bored.