One time you smash a bug with no mercy. Another time you find one helpless on his back with his legs flailing the air, and you flip him over and let him go on his way. The struggle that touches the heart.

In the Anthropology Club, as I understood it, you were permitted, if not required, to despise only one thing, and that was your own culture, that of the West.

Listen, here's what I'd like to do: I'd like to live in a trailer and play records all night.

But I had not the strength nor the inclination to bandy words with a drunkard. What have you done when you have bested a fool?

I would not put a thief in my mouth to steal my brains.

I know what they said even if they would not say it to my face. People love to talk. They love to slander you if you have any substance.

My Master of Arts degree means nothing at all to these monkeys and I have come to share their indifference.