The mystery of that damn virus has been generated by the $2 billion a year they spend on it.

There is a general place in your brain, I think, reserved for melancholy of relationships past. It grows and prospers as life progresses, forcing you finally, against your better judgment, to listen to country music.

Scientists are doing an awful lot of damage to the world in the name of helping it. I don't mind attacking my own fraternity because I am ashamed of it.

And all I knew about drugs was what I read in magazines like Time and Life. I learned that marijuana was a dangerous addictive drug and that I should stay away from it.

The horror of it is, every goddamn thing you look at seems pretty scary to me.

Sometimes in the morning, when it's a good surf, I go out there, and I don't feel like it's a bad world.

If reincarnation is a useful biological idea it is certain that somewhere in the universe it will happen.