He found Luciana sitting alone at a table in the Allied officers' night club, where the drunken Anzac major who had brought her there had been stupid enough to desert her for the ribald company of some singing comrades at the bar. "All right, I'll dance with you," she said, before Yossarian could even speak. "But I won't let you sleep with me." "Who asked you?" Yossarian asked her. "You don't want to sleep with me?" she exclaimed with surprise. "I don't want to dance with you.

For war there is always enough. It's peace that's expensive.

How much reverence can you have for a Supreme Being who finds it necessary to include such phenomena as phlegm and tooth decay in His divine system of Creation? What in the world was running through that warped, evil, scatological mind of His when He robbed old people of the power to control their bowel movements?

I had examined myself pretty thoroughly and discovered that I was unfit for military service.

The Lord gave us farmers two strong hands so we could grab as much as we could with both of them.

Why are they going to disappear him?' I don't know.' It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good grammar.

where are the snowdens of yesteryear?