If man were relieved of all superstition, and all prejudice, and had replaced these with a keen sensitivity to his real environment, and moreover had achieved a level of communication so simplified that one syllable could express his every thought, then he would have achieved the level of intelligence already achieved by his dog.

I regret less the road not taken than my all-fired hurry along the road I took.

Sometimes I wonder — if I were drop-dead handsome, and every woman I met actually dropped dead, would I ever get tired of it?

We are, many of us, a planet orbiting somebody's sun, unconscious of a lonely moon, orbiting our planet.

Am I keeping my promises?

We find things where we look for them.

Once an absurdity is accepted as truth, it will seem truer the more absurd it is shown to be.