Just because we think we're so wonderful doesn't mean we really are. We could be really terrible animals and just never admit it because it would hurt so much.

I do not say that children at war do not die like men, if they have to die. To their everlasting honor and our everlasting shame, they do die like men, thus making possible the manly jubilation of patriotic holidays. But they are murdered children all the same.

He was seemingly born not only with a gift for language, but with a particularly nasty clock which makes him go crazy every three years or so.

Our awareness is all that is alive and maybe sacred in any of us. Everything else about us is dead machinery.

Unannounced changes in life's itinerary are like dancing lessons from God.

The function of the artist is to make people like life better than they have before.

One of the main effects of war, after all, is that people are discouraged from being characters.