Dear future generations: Please accept our apologies. We were rolling drunk on petroleum.
Kurt VonnegutAll right - I'll tell you what you did for me: you went for happy, silly, beautiful walks with me.
Kurt VonnegutThe dog, who had sounded so ferocious in the winter distances, was a female German Shepherd. She was shivering. Her tail was between her legs. She had been borrowed that morning from a farmer. She had never been to war before. She had no idea what game was being played. Her name was Princess.
Kurt Vonnegut