The time would not pass. Somebody was playing with the clocks, and not only the electronic clocks but the wind-up kind too. The second hand on my watch would twitch once, and a year would pass, and then it would twitch again. There was nothing I could do about it. As an Earthling I had to believe whatever clocks said -and calendars.

Son,' my father said to me, 'someday this will all be yours.

The person who writes the bank's commercials is not the person who makes the loans.

Take it from somebody who has been around for a million years: When you get right down to it, food is practically the whole story every time.

Here is the solution to the American drug problem suggested a couple years back by the wife of our President: "Just say no.

All right - I'll tell you what you did for me: you went for happy, silly, beautiful walks with me.

Since there is no one else to praise me, I will praise myself -- will say that I have never tampered with a single tooth in my thought machine, such as it is. There are teeth missing, God knows -- some I was born without, teeth that will never grow. And other teeth have been stripped by the clutchless shifts of history -- But never have I willfully destroyed a tooth on a gear of my thinking machine. Never have I said to myself, 'This fact I can do without.