Customs tell a man who he is, where he belongs, what he must do. Better illogical customs than none; men cannot live together without them.

The first principle of freedom is the right to go to hell in your own handbasket.

The Stone trembled and threw herself outward bound, toward Saturn. In her train followed hundreds and thousands and hundreds of thousands of thousands of restless, rolling Stones . . . to Saturn . . . to Uranus, to Pluto . . . rolling on out to the stars . . . outward bound to the ends of the Universe.

Sense is never common.

Once a month, some women act like men act all the time.

Reason is poor propaganda when opposed by the yammering, unceasing lies of shrewd and evil and self-serving men.

Duty is a debt you owe to yourself to fulfill obligations you have assumed voluntarily.