The words were a paraphrase of the suggestion of Jesus: "Render therefore unto Caesar the things which are Caesar's." Bokonon's paraphrase was this: "Pay no attention to Caesar. Caesar doesn't have the slightest idea what's really going on.

That’s the secret of artistic unity. Anybody can achieve it, if he or she will make something with only one person in mind.

There is no peace, I'm sorry to say. We find it. We lose it. We find it again. We lose it again.

My God, the religious right will not acknowledge what a merciful person Jesus was.

This had been going on at Shortridge since 1906. My parents had also worked on the Shortridge Daily Echo. The way it came into being was that when they built Shortridge High School, they had a vocational department and they had a print shop.

The surface of Earth heaved and seethed in fecund restlessness. Earth was most fertile where the most death was.

I never knew a writer's wife who wasn't beautiful.