The proper ending for any story about people it seems to me, since life is now a polymer in which the Earth is wrapped so tightly, should be the same abbreviation, which I now write large because I feel like it, which is this one: ETC.

A nice thing about war-not that anything about war is nice, I guess-is that while it's going on and you're in it, you never worry about doing the right thing.

That is my principal objection to life, I think: It's too easy, when alive, to make perfectly horrible mistakes.

It's incumbent on the President to entertain. Clinton did a better job of it - and was forgiven for the scandals, incidentally. Bush is entertaining us with what I call the Republican Super Bowl, which is played by the lower classes using live ammunition.

Anyone unable to understand how useful religion can be founded on lies will not understand this book either.

They like life alright, but that they would like it even better if they could know that it was going to end sometime.

Everybody knows that the dumbest people in any American university are in the education department, and English after that.