Places: a cold, bleak, lonely day on the rim at Muley Point, Utah. And the heart-cracking loveliness of the blood-smeared, bitter, incomprehensible slaughterhouse of a world.

Only a fool would leave the enjoyment of rainbows to the opticians. Or give the science of optics the last word on the matter.

My books always make the best-seller lists in Wolf Hole, Arizona, and Hanksville, Utah.

Chastity is more a state of mind than of anatomy.

God is love? Not bloody likely.

Passion, sexual passion, may lead to marriage, but cannot sustain marriage. The purpose of marriage is the raising of children, for which patience, not passion, is the necessary foundation.

In history-as-politics, the 'future' is that vacuum in time waiting to be filled with the antics of statesmen.