I kissed her, a long hard kiss. Because baby didn't know it, but baby was dead, and in a way I couldn't have loved her more.

If we all had all we wanted to eat, we'd crap too much. We'd have inflation in the toilet paper industry.

If the Good Lord made a mistake in us people it was in making us want to live when we’ve got the least excuse for it.

There are thirty-two ways to write a story, and I’ve used every one, but there is only one plot – things are not as they seem.

Dad always said that he had enough trouble sorting the fiction out of so-called facts, without reading fiction. He always said that science was already too muddled without trying to make it jibe with religion. He said those things, but he also said that science itself could be a religion, that a broad mind was always in danger of becoming narrow.

I kissed her, a long hard kiss. Because baby didn't know it, but baby was dead, and in a way I couldn't have loved her more.

A weed is a plant out of place.