They were lovebirds. They entertained each other endlessly with little gifts: sights worth seeing out the plane window, amusing or instructive bits from things they read, random recollections of times gone by. They were, I think, a flawless example of what Bokonon calls a duprass, which is a karass composed of only two persons.

Use the time of a total stranger in such a way that he or she will not feel the time was wasted.

Among the things Billy Pilgrim could not change were the past, the present, and the future.

Educate yourself, welcome life's messiness, read Chekhov, avoid becoming an architect at all costs.

The hopes and fears of all our years are here with us tonight.

I still believe that peace and plenty and happiness can be worked out some way. I am a fool.

in nonsense is strength