Our universe is ruled by random whim, inhabited by people who laugh at logic.

I don't know if you have noticed this, but it is quite possible for two human beings to have a conversation in which one or both parties involved has absolutely no idea what they're talking about.

And so as much as I can, I care about her, dear Deborah. It's probably not love, but I would rather she were happy.

Me, feeling. What a concept.

For my part, my interest in Paris had faded away completely long ago when I learned that it was in France.

I was good at being charming, one of my very few vanities.

What do you want a clock for?” “To find out what time it is,” I said. “I think that’s the usual purpose.