Evil and laughter cannot co-exist.

Our only hope rests on the off-chance that God does exist.

There seems to be a peculiar and particular tie between men who have been drunk together.

Those who live on vanity must, not unreasonably, expect to die of mortification.

I have never had much trouble simultaneously entertaining diametrically opposed propositions, and welcome the possibility that this is not because I have one mind and am out of it, but because I have lots of them, all beavering away on their own.

Optimism is the last resort of those in deep despair. There can't be any optimists in heaven.

One can get very fond of the people one meets in bars. The trouble is they then appear sort of different in the daylight and you realize that taking them with you is rather like taking a goldfish for a walk: not entirely correct, and surprising for the next people you run into.