The ways of sin are curious . . . I guess if a man had to shuck off everything he had, inside and out, he'd manage to hide a few little sins somewhere for his own discomfort. They're the last things we'll give up.

I think everyone in the world to a large or small extent has felt rejection. And with rejection comes anger, and with anger some kind of crime in revenge for the rejection, and with the crime guilt- and there is the story of mankind.

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

The literature of science is filled with answers found when the question propounded had an entirely different direction and end.

And their greed was for gold or God. They collected souls as they collected jewels.

He had an idea that even when beaten he could steal a little victory by laughing at defeat.

There ain't no sin and there ain't no virtue. There's just stuff people do. It's all part of the same thing. And some of the things folks do is nice, and some ain't nice, but that's as far as any man got a right to say.