I didn't mind giving up carnality, jewelry and red meat in return for comradeship and an afterlife.

Don't borrow trouble. The interest is too high.

The day will probably come when you can tell everything about a person from his dreams except his age and weight.

People, alas, are more impressed by statistics than they are by ideas.

That's what a conscience is made of, scar tissue ... Little strips and pieces of remorse sewn together year by year until they formed a distinctive pattern, a design for living.

When you're counting alibis and not apples, one plus one equals none.

the emotions at death, as at birth, are instinctive and primitive.