Smug respectability, like the poor, we've had with us always. Today, however, ... such obtuseness is an indulgence we can no longer afford. The computer, nuclear energy for better or worse, and sudden, simultaneous influences upon everyone's TV screen have raised the ante and the risk considerably.

People are hungry for stories. It's part of our very being.

How come you don't work fourteen hours a day? Your great-great-grandparents did. How come you only work the eight-hour day? Four guys got hanged fighting for the eight-hour day for you.

I find labels "liberal" and "conservative" of little meaning. Our language has become perverted along with the thoughts of many of us.

Never go to bed with someone whose problems are greater than yours.

You happen to be talking to an agnostic. You know what an agnostic is? A cowardly atheist.

My doctors were of one mind: unless something was immediately done, I had maybe six months to live. A quintuple bypass was suggested. Quintuple! I was impressed, though somewhat disturbed because I was in the middle of work on a new book.