Once there was a race, quite unlike the human race - quite. I have no way of describing to you what they looked like or how they lived, but they had one characteristic you can understand: they were creative. The creating and enjoying of works of art was their occupation and their reason for being.

Take big bites. Anything worth doing is worth overdoing.

Sex should be friendly. Otherwise stick to mechanical toys; it's more sanitary.

Any priest or shaman must be presumed guilty until proved innocent.

Gentlemen, let's go row!

My old man taught me two things: 'Mind own business' and 'Always cut cards.'

Yes, Boss?' Dorcas, the last twenty or thirty years I've been a worthless, no-good parasite.' She yawned again. 'Everybody knows that.' Nevermind the flattery. There comes a time in every man's life when he has to stop being sensible--a time to stand up and be counted--strike a blow for liberty--smite the wicked.' Ummm...' So quit yawning, the time has come.' She glanced down. 'Maybe I had better get dressed.