How complicated and unpredictable the machinery of life really is.

Belief is nearly the whole of the universe whether based on truth or not.

Those who believe in telekinetics, raise my hand.

The prostitutes worked for a pimp now. He was splendid and cruel. He was a god to them. He took their free will away from them, which was perfectly all right. They didn't want it anyway. It was as though they had surrendered themselves to Jesus, for instance, so they could live unselfishly and trustingly-except that they had surrendered to a pimp instead.

Until you die .. it's all life.

American Rifleman and Field & Stream had ads for "varmint guns." Another varmint was a ground hog because a horse would be going along and he'd stick his foot in a ground hog hole and break his leg. So we were trying to prevent that, too. But we finally scared ourselves. We didn't realize we were nuts.

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