The man who has faith in logic is always cuckolded by reality.

Hypocrisy is the essence of snobbery, but all snobbery is about the problem of belonging.

The parrot holds its food for prim consumption as daintily as any debutante, [with] a predilection for pot roast, hashed-brown potatoes, duck skin, butter, hoisin sauce, sesame seed oil, bananas and human thumb.

The man who has faith in logic is always cuckolded by reality.

I kneel to my Lord because I am such a failure. I pray, I hope, I look to the Gospels.

If on a friend’s bookshelf You cannot find Joyce or Sterne Cervantes, Rabelais, or Burton, You are in danger, face the fact, So kick him first or punch him hard And from him hide behind a curtain.

I read passionately with a need to know and see the act of reading as an act of cognition and not simply a means of passing time.