There is no God, no universe, no human race, no earthly life, no heaven, no hell. It is all a dream, a grotesque and foolish dream. Nothing exists but you. And you are but a thought -a vagrant thought, a useless thought, a homeless thought, wandering forlorn among the empty eternities!

This is the only sane clerical the earthquake has exposed to view yet.

The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.

God rewards gamblers and fools. The crucial thing, when you win, is knowing which you were.

When someone dies, it is like when your house burns down; it isn't for years that you realize the full extent of your loss.

He wa'n't no common dog, he wa'n't no mongrel; he was a composite. A composite dog is a dog that is made up of all the valuable qualities that's in the dog breed-kind of a syndicate; and a mongrel is made up of all riffraff that's left over.

Never argue with people who buy ink by the gallon.