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.

Oh, God — the lives people try to lead. Oh, God — what a world they try to lead them in.

We used to have superb public schools. I guess we don't anymore, but, boy, the public schools were really something and I am a product of those in Indianapolis.

The youngest child in any family is always a jokemaker, because a joke is the only way he can enter into an adult conversation.

I love you, because the love you gave me was the only love I've ever had, the only love I ever will have

Sometimes I think it is a great mistake to have matter that can think and feel. It complains so. By the same token, though, I suppose that boulders and mountains and moons could be accused of being a little too phlegmatic.

Make war not on terrorism but on ignorance, on sickness and on environmental degradation.