If your brains were dynamite there wouldn't be enough to blow your hat off.

I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all the kinds of things you can't see from the center.

THE YEAR WAS 2081, and everybody was finally equal. They weren't only equal before God and the law. They were equal every which way. Nobody was smarter than anybody else. Nobody was better looking than anybody else. Nobody was stronger or quicker than anybody else. All this equality was due to the 211th, 212th, and 213th Amendments to the Constitution, and to the unceasing vigilance of agents of the United States Handicapper General.

Only nut cases want to be president. This was true even in high school. Only clearly disturbed people ran for class president.

The Earthlings behaved at all times as though there were a big eye in the sky—as though that big eye were ravenous for entertainment.

Writers can treat their mental illnesses every day.

Vietnam was a country where America was trying to make people stop being communists by dropping things on them from airplanes.