If I were a younger man, I would write a history of human stupidity; and I would climb to the top of Mount McCabe and lie down on my back with my history for a pillow; and I would take from the ground some of the blue-white poison that makes statues of men; and I would make a statue of myself, lying on my back, grinning horribly, and thumbing my nose at You Know Who.
Kurt VonnegutThey like life alright, but that they would like it even better if they could know that it was going to end sometime.
Kurt VonnegutHe was seemingly born not only with a gift for language, but with a particularly nasty clock which makes him go crazy every three years or so.
Kurt Vonnegut