[They] agreed that it was neither possible nor necessary to educate people who never questioned anything.

The Texan turned out to be good-natured, generous and likable. In three days no one could stand him.

You have deep-seated survival anxieties. And you don't like bigots, bullies, snobs or hypocrites. Subconsciously there are many people you hate." "Consciously, sir, consciously," Yossarian corrected in an effort to help. "I hate them consciously.

Death to all modifiers, he declared one day, and out of every letter that passed through his hands went every adverb and every adjective.

It was miraculous. It was almost no trick at all, he saw, to turn vice into virtue and slander into truth, impotence into abstinence, arrogance into humility, plunder into philanthropy, thievery into honor, blasphemy into wisdom, brutality into patriotism, and sadism into justice. Anybody could do it; it required no brains at all. It merely required no character.

Remember that everyone deserves some fun during working hours.

I can't start writing until I have a closing line.