Charm was a scheme for making strangers like and trust a person immediately, no matter what the charmer had in mind.

And we all vied, in saving face, to be the greatest student of human nature, the person with the quickest sense of humor.

You can't teach people to write well. Writing well is something God lets you do or declines to let you do.

They tell him that there is no why, since the moment simply is and since all of them are trapped in the moment, like bugs in amber.

Here was what Kilgore Trout cried out to me in my father's voice: "Make me young, make me young, make me young!

Women are so useless and unimaginative, aren't they? All they ever think of planting in the dirt is the seed of something beautiful or edible. The only missile they can ever think of throwing at anybody is a ball or a bridal bouquet.

Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.