I hated the things they believe in, the things they so innocently and charmingly pretended. I hated the sanctimonious piety that let people hurt helpless creatures. I hated the prayers and the hymns - the fountains and the red images that coloured their drab music, the fountains filled with blood, the sacrifice of the lamb.

marriage is mostly puttin' up with things, I reckon, when it ain't makin' believe.

America has enjoyed the doubtful blessing of a single-track mind.

I never saw the man yet that came out of politics as clean as he went into 'em.

The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.

Moderation has never yet engineered an explosion

audacity is of all qualities the most youthful.