William F. Buckley was a man who had a great capacity for fun and for amusing himself by amazing others.

Does anything show the complexity of the miraculous brain more than that weird curiosity, the sleep-protection dream?

I know what it feels like to be a gun lover.

Perhaps the saddest irony of depression is that suicide happens when the patient gets a little better and can again function sufficiently.

I have never been converted to or even had much interest in spiritualism, occultism, Swedenborgianism or any particular religion. And I never, except occasionally for a laugh, visit the quacks who call themselves psychics.

I think I'd be pretty easy to write for.

I've actually gotten so I don't associate television with entertainment very much.