Everything else happened - why not the things that could have?

Sometimes people who seem good end up being not as good as you might have hoped, you know?

Hunting will never feed lots of people; it will always be a hobby.

But I dig Negroes. I dig them all the way.

I first became a vegetarian when I was nine, in response to an argument made by a radical babysitter. My great change - which lasted a couple of weeks - was based on the very simple instinct that it's wrong to kill animals for food.

I'm not funny. People assume that because my books are funny, I'll be funny in real life. It's the inevitable disappointment of meeting me.

What were we spending so much time doing if not getting to know each other?