He didn't look like a soldier at all. He looked like a filthy flamingo.

We were all gun nuts and they were called varmints, crows were, because they ate grain and so did we.

Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why.

That's what is was to be young - to be enthusiastic rather than envious about the good work other people could do.

I am a very bad scientist. I will do anything to make a human being feel better, even if it's unscientific. No scientist worthy of the name could say such a thing.

Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before.

But I have to say this in defense of humankind: In no matter what era in history, including the Garden of Eden, everybody just got here. And, except for the Garden of Eden, there were already all these games going on that could make you act crazy, even if you weren't crazy to begin with. Some of the crazymaking games going on today are love and hate, liberalism and conservatism, automobiles and credit cards, golf, and girls' basketball.