Talk isn't work. Work is when you have pages in the evening that you didn't have in the morning.

Talk isn't work. Work is when you have pages in the evening that you didn't have in the morning.

People resent articulacy, as if articulacy were a form of vice.

Truth maybe stranger than fiction, but fiction is truer.

The party of God and the party of Literature have more in common than either will admit their texts may conflict, but their bigotries coincide. Both insist on being the sole custodians of the true word and its only interpreters.

We thought philosophy ought to be patient and unravel people's mental blocks. Trouble with doing that is, once you've unravelled them, their heads fall off.

At last, after innumerable glamorous and frightful years, mankind approaches a war which is totally predictable from beginning to end.