When you stop to examine the way in which our words are formed and uttered, our sentences are hard-put to it to survive the disaster of their slobbery origins.

The biggest defeat in every department of life is to forget, especially the things that have done you in, and to die without realizing how far people can go in the way of crumminess. When the grave lies open before us, let's not try to be witty, but record the worst of human viciousness we've seen without changing one word. When that's done, we can curl up our toes and sink into the pit. That's work enough for a lifetime.

With two thousand years of Christianity behind him... a man can't see a regiment of soldiers march past without going off the deep end. It starts off far too many ideas in his head.

When it becomes really impossible to get away and sleep, then the will to live evaporates of its own accord.

History doesn't pass the dishes again.

Love, Arthur, is a poodle's chance of attaining the infinite, and personally I have my pride.

You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past.