They're gonna make it look like suicide. I know how those bastards think.

As far as I'm concerned, it's a damned shame that a field as potentially dynamic and vital as journalism should be overrun with dullards, bums, and hacks, hag-ridden with myopia, apathy, and complacence, and generally stuck in a bog of stagnant mediocrity.

I guess that's one of the things about growing up in the fifties - it never occurred to me that you wouldn't be at least as successful as your parents.

They don't hardly make 'em like him any more - but just to be on the safe side, he should be castrated anyway.

At the top of the mountain we are all snow leopards.

There are times, however, and this is one of them, when even being right feels wrong. What do you say, for instance, about a generation that has been taught that rain is poison and sex is death?

If you're going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you're going to be locked up.