No woman ever ages beyond eighteen in her heart.

Cats have no sense of humor, they have terribly inflated egos, and they are very touchy.

Almost everything about a human creature is ridiculous, except its ability to suffer bravely and die gallantly for whatever it loves and believes in. The validity of that belief, the appropriateness of that love, is irrelevant; it is the bravery and the gallantry that count.

Revolution is an art that I pursue rather than a goal I expect to achieve. Nor is this a source of dismay; a lost cause can be as spiritually satisfying as a victory.

A skunk is better company than a person who prides himself on being 'frank'.

A dying culture invariably exhibits personal rudeness. Bad manners. Lack of consideration for others in minor matters. A loss of politeness, of gentle manners, is more significant than is a riot.

No storyteller has been able to dream up anything as fantastically unlikely as what really does happen in this mad Universe.