The arts put man at the center of the universe, whether he belongs there or not. Military science, on the other hand, treats man as garbage - and his….

If you would be unloved and forgotten, be reasonable..

How nice -- to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive..

if there is a god, he sure hates people.

My ancient history teacher, Millie Lloyd, should have worn a medal for her performance at the battle of Thermopylae. She was excited and we were exci….

But anyway, it's obvious through human experience that extended families and tribes are terribly important. We can do without an extended family as h….

You can only be funny if you have matters of great importance on your mind..

One good thing about TV is, if you die violently, God forbid, on camera, you will not have died in vain because you will be great entertainment..

Talent is extremely common. What is rare is the willingness to endure the life of the writer..

How on earth can religious people believe in so much arbitrary, clearly invented balderdash?....The acceptance of a creed, any creed, entitles the ac….

The most damning revelation you can make about yourself is that you do not know what is interesting and what is not..

Be patient. Your future will come to you and lie down at your feet like a dog who knows and loves you no matter what you are..

As in my other works of fiction: All persons living and dead are purely coincidental, and should not be construed. No names have been changed to prot….

Our awareness is all that is alive and maybe sacred in any of us. Everything else about us is dead machinery..

How embarrassing to be human..

The more pain I train myself to stand, the more I learn. You are afraid of pain now, Unk, but you won't learn anything if you don't invite the pain. ….

The America I love still exists at the front desks of our public libraries..

The Chicago City News Bureau was a tripwire for all the newspapers in town when I was there, and there were five papers, I think. We were out all the….

THE YEAR WAS 2081, and everybody was finally equal. They weren't only equal before God and the law. They were equal every which way. Nobody was smart….

Big, undreamed-of things — the people on the edge see them first..

The Summer had died peacefully in its sleep, and Autumn, as soft-spoken executrix, was locking life up safely until Spring came to claim it..