It was like hunting fish with an underwater gun, a sport which he had once been foolish enough to try. At one moment there is the fish - graceful, mysterious, desirable and free - and the next moment there is nothing but struggling and blood and confusion.

We re all muddlers. The thing is to see is when one's got to stop muddling.

Real worship involves waiting.

You cannot have both truth and what you call civilisation.

We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom

Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.

... half the world starves. What a planet. And the eating, if you're lucky enough to do any. Stuffing pieces of dead animals into a hole in your face. Then munch, munch, munch. If there's anybody watching, they must be dying of laughter.