Don't worry about your father. He's a perfectly contented, self-sufficient zombie.

I've been living alone for so long, everything about me’s private. I’m surprised anyone’s able to understand a word I say.

People who are wary of what they might find in a book if they opened one are right to be.

I couldn't survive my own pessimism if I didn't have some kind of sunny little dream.

Vonnegut could not help looking back, despite the danger of being turned metaphorically into a pillar of salt, into am emblem of the death that comes to those who cannot let go of the past

We're a terribly lonesome society. For all I know, all societies are. You can make a few new friends, that's all. You can't change history. History is happening to us now.

About belief or lack of belief in an afterlife: Some of you may know that I am neither Christian nor Jewish nor Buddist, nor a conventionally religious person of any sort. I am a humanist, which mean, in part, that I have tried to behave decently without any expectation of rewards or punishments after I'm dead.