But what if everyone in the world behaved like me and came here and shot Brisseau through the ear? What a mess! And of course we'd need valet parking.

There's nothing like the discovery of an unknown work by a great thinker to set the intellectual community atwitter and cause academics to dart about like those things one sees when looking at a drop of water under a microscope.

Life is full of misery, loneliness, and suffering - and it's all over much too soon.

Another good thing about being poor is that when you are seventy your children will not have you declared legally insane in order to gain control of your estate.

Should I marry W.? Not if she won't tell me the other letters in her name.

In order to be successful, all you've got to do is show up 80 percent of the time.

What if the worst is true? What if there's no God, and you only go around once, and that's it? Don't you want to be a part of the experience? You know, what the hell? It's not all a drag, and I'm thinking to myself: Geez! I should stop ruining my life searching for answers I'm never gonna get and just enjoy it while it lasts. And, you know, after-who knows? Maybe there is something, nobody really knows. I know that maybe is a very slim reed to hang your whole life on, but that's the best we have.