Say what you will about the sweet miracle of unquestioning faith, I consider a capacity for it terrifying and absolutely vile.

The secret to success in any human endeavor is total concentration.

I now believe that the only way in which Americans can rise above their ordinariness, can mature sufficiently to rescue themselves and to help rescue their planet, is through enthusiastic intimacy with works of their own imagination.

I could go on to speak of sanity as compared with insanity, decency as compared with vandalism, friendship as compared with rabies.

No good at life, but very funny sometimes with the commentary.

Sometimes I wonder if he wasn't born dead. I never met a man who was less interested in the living. Sometimes I think that's the trouble with the world: too many people in high places who are stone-cold dead.

Please — a little less love, and a little more common decency.