The Contessa was surely way ahead of her time, too, in believing that men were not only usless and idiotic, but downright dangerous. That idea wouldn't catch on big in her native country until the last three years of the Vietnam War.

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

In the era of big brains, life stories could end up any which way. Look at mine.

People have to talk about something just to keep their voice boxes in working order so they'll have good voice boxes in case there's ever anything really meaningful to say.

If you would be unloved and forgotten, be reasonable.

If what Billy Pilgrim learned from the Tralfamadorians is true, that we will all live forever, no matter how dead we may sometimes seem to be, I am not overjoyed. Still--if I am going to spend eternity visiting this moment and that, I'm grateful that so many of those moments are nice.

The reason we write fiction is because it's so much easier to exist spending part of each day in an imaginary world.