Amnesia is not knowing who one is and wanting desperately to find out. Euphoria is not knowing who one is and not caring. Ecstasy is knowing exactly who one is - and still not caring.

Often, moreover, it is...that aspect of our being that society finds eccentric, ridiculous, or disagreeable, that holds our sweet waters, our secret well of happiness, the key to our equanimity in malevolent climes.

The first time that she spread her legs for him it had been like opening her jaws for the dentist.

there are two kinds of people in this world : those who believe there are two kinds of people in this world and those who are smart enough to know better.

My comic sense, although deliberately Americanized, is, in its intent, much closer related to the crazy wisdom of Zen monks and the goofy genius of Taoist masters than it is to, say, the satirical gibes on Saturday Night Live. It has both a literary and a metaphysical function.

Those who shun the whimsy of things will experience rigor mortis before death.

And it rained a screaming. And it rained a rawness. And it rained a plasma. And it rained a disorder.