Anyone unable to understand how useful religion can be founded on lies will not understand this book either.

It's the emptiest and yet the fullest of all human messages: 'Good-bye.

The waitress brought me another drink. She wanted to light my hurricane lamp again. I wouldn't let her. "Can you see anything in the dark, with your sunglasses on?" she asked me. "The big show is inside my head," I said.

Make war not on terrorism but on ignorance, on sickness and on environmental degradation.

Ignore the awful times, and concentrate on the good ones.

I wish that people who are conventionally supposed to love each other would say to each other, when they fight, "Please - a little less love, and a little more common decency."

Dear future generations: Please accept our apologies. We were rolling drunk on petroleum.