I have starved and it isn't nearly as bad as is generally supposed. Four days and a half was my longest stretch. Maybe there are pains that come later. Personally I think terror is the painful part of starvation.

I seen it over an' over—a guy talkin' to another guy and it don't make no difference if he don't hear or understand. The thing is, they're talkin', or they're settin' still not talkin'. It don't make no difference, no difference. [...] George can tell you screwy things, and it don't matter. It's just the talking. It's just bein' with another guy. That's all.

One man was so mad at me that he ended his letter, "Beware. You will never get out of this world alive."

Strength and success; they are above morality, above criticism. It seems then, that it is not what you do, but how you do it and what you call it.

There's something desirable about anything you're used to as opposed to something you're not.

Just as our bread, mixed and baked, packaged and sold without benefit of accident or human frailty, is uniformly good and uniformly tasteless, so will our speech become one speech.

Eventlessness has no posts to drape duration on. From nothing to nothing is no time at all.