You make your own luck, Gig. You know what makes a good loser? Practice.
Prose is architecture, not interior decoration, and the Baroque is over.
I hate a cramp, he thought. It is a treachery of one's own body.
A man's got to take a lot of punishment to write a really funny book.
No weapon has ever settled a moral problem. It can impose a solution but it cannot guarantee it to be a just one. You can wipe out your opponents. But if you do it unjustly you become eligible for being wiped out yourself.
He saw the girl watching him and he smiled at her. It was an old smile that he had been using for fifty years, ever since he first smiled.