I'm so sorry - we had this cottage up in Lake Maxinkuckee, in Culver. I've thought so often of the poor Pottawattomies we took this land away from. They must have loved it so.

The champagne was dead. So it goes.

I will say, too, that lovemaking, if sincere, is one of the best ideas Satan put in the apple she gave to the serpent to give to Eve. The best idea in that apple, though, is making jazz.

[I write] intuitively, reflexively, as if skiing down a steep mountain slope with no time to think.

Now, the engineers and managers believe with all their hearts the glorious things their forebears hired people to say about them. Yesterday's snow job becomes today's sermon.

Among the things Billy Pilgrim could not change were the past, the present, and the future.

I hate it that Americans are taught to fear some books and some ideas as though they were diseases.