I don't know what's going on, and I'm probably not smart enough to understand if somebody was to explain it to me. All I know is we're being tested somehow, by somebody or some thing a whole lot smarter than us, and all I can do is be friendly and keep calm and try and have a nice time till it's over.

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.

Shortridge High School was an elitist high school. In a way it was a scandal because you could go there no matter where you lived, if you could get there. It was for over-achievers. It was for people who were going to college. So we were very special and we were hated for being ritzy.

...when a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past, present, and future, always have existed, always will exist.

Truth can be really powerful stuff if you're not expecting it.

The crowd, having been promised nothing, felt cheated, having received nothing.

There was no immunity to cuckoo ideas on Earth.