What more fiendish proof of cosmic irresponsibility than a Nature which, having invented sex as a way to mix genes, then permits to arise, amid all its perfumed and hypnotic inducements to mate, a tireless tribe of spirochetes and viruses that torture and kill us for following orders?
John UpdikeBeing a famous writer is a little like being a tall dwarf. You're on the edge of normality.
John UpdikeRain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life.
John Updike