A "critic" is a man who creates nothing.

A committee is the only known form of life with a hundred bellies and no brain.

In a society in which it is a moral offense to be different from your neighbor your only escape is to never let them find out.

Being privileged to work hard for long hours at something you think is worth doing is the best kind of play.

Sin is cruelty and injustice, all else is peccadillo. Oh, a sense of sin comes from violating the customs of your tribe. But breaking custom is not sin even when it feels so; sin is wronging another person.

There is no such thing as 'social gambling.' Either you are there to cut the other bloke's heart out and eat it -- or you're a sucker. If you don't like this choice -- don't gamble.

The killer looked up as the bullet hit him. He looked as if he were puzzled by some strange occurence, being too freshly dead to be aware of it.