The universe did not invent justice. Man did. Unfortunately, man must reside in the universe.

Death is the only limit to the road you travel.

I saw my earlier selves as different people, acquaintances I had outgrown. I wondered how I could ever have been some of them.

Of all the things a man may do, sleep probably contributes most to keeping him sane. It puts brackets about each day. If you do something foolish or painful today, you get irritated if somebody mentions it, today. If it happened yesterday, though, you can nod or chuckle, as the case may be. You've crossed through nothingness or dream to another island in Time.

To paraphrase Oedipus, Hamlet, Lear, and all those guys, "I wish I had known this some time ago.

There are none of you, good doctors, could cope with my family anyway.

The day of battle dawned pink as the fresh-bitten thigh of a maiden.