Disease has always been a much bigger killer of human beings than wars.

You can only be jealous of someone who has something you think you ought to have yourself.

Mary Baker Eddy is said to have had a phone installed in her coffin just in case she happened to wake up. I've been told that's an urban myth. Somebody should check it out.

Nevertheless, blood is thicker than water, as anyone knows who has tasted both.

Every budding dictatorship begins by muzzling the artists, because they're a mouthy lot and they don't line up and salute very easily.

I tried to visualize my jealousy as a yellowy-brown cloud boiling around inside me, then going out through my nose like smoke and turning into a stone and falling down into the ground. That did work a little. But in my visualization a plant covered with poison berries would grow out of the stone, whether I wanted it to or not.

I hope that people will finally come to realize that there is only one 'race' - the human race - and that we are all members of it.