Do you ever wonder if--well, if there are people living on the third planet?' 'The third planet is incapable of supporting life,' stated the husband patiently. 'Our scientists have said there's far too much oxygen in their atmosphere.

I have something to fight for and live for; that makes me a better killer. I've got what amounts to a religion now. It's learning how to breathe all over again. And how to lie in the sun getting a tan, letting the sun work into you. And how to hear music and how to read a book. What does your civilization offer?

The Universe has shouted itself alive. We are one of the shouts.

How working for the wrong motives poisons our creativity and warps our ideas of success and failure.

If you have moved over vast territories and dared to love silly things, you will have learned even from the most primitive items collected and put aside in your life.

You've got to be able to look at your thoughts on paper and discover what a fool you were.

I have spent my life going from mania to mania. Somehow it has all paid off.