Somebody else's ignorance is bliss.

Why make plans? The sun might well go out tomorrow.

I know that the history of man is not his technical triumphs, his kills, his victories. It is a composite, a mosaic of a trillion pieces, the account of each man's accommodation with his conscience. This is the true history of the race.

I must cite an intrinsic condition of the universe. We set forth in any direction which seems convenient; each leads to the same place: the end of the universe.

I do read books. I suppose it's more or less the same thing, but at least I'm alone and I'm an individual. I can stop anytime I want, which I frequently do.

I become drunk as circumstances dictate.

I thought that automobiles were going to have mufflers and go fast and airplanes were going to fly fast.