I guess this is why I hate governments, all governments. It is always the rule, the fine print, carried out by fine-print men. There's nothing to fight, no wall to hammer with frustrated fists.

The nicest thing in the world you can do for anybody is let them help you.

It was too nerve-wracking, a shocking spectacle, like seeing an old, calm friend go insane.

When a condition or a problem becomes too great, humans have the protection of not thinking about it. But it goes inward and minces up with a lot of other things already there and what comes out is discontent and uneasiness, guilt and a compulsion to get something--anything--before it is all gone.

Literature was not promulgated by a pale and emasculated critical priesthood singing their litanies in empty churches, nor is it a game for the cloistered elect, the tinhorn mendicants of low calorie despair.

He is so stupid you can't trust him with an idea.

A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.