The universe was a vast machine yesterday, it is a hologram today. Who knows what intellectual rattle we'll be shaking tomorrow.
First listen, my friend, and then you may shriek and bluster.
Hunger knows no friend but its feeder.
No man is really honest; none of us is above the influence of gain.
High thoughts must have high language.
A man's homeland is wherever he prospers.
The gods, my dear simple fellow, are a mere expression coined by vulgar superstition. We frown upon such coinage here.
Terrence, the Roman slave who freed himself with his writings, once observed, "I am a human being. Nothing human is alien to me. " That could be the motto of literature!
One of the problems of not allowing the American people to read what bin Laden has said is that in October 2001 just after the war began in Afghanistan, he gave a speech that had two parts to it.
I worked in a paper mill all my adult life and there were a lot of funny guys there. So you pick up on that. Even though something really bad might have happened to somebody you can still make a joke out of it.
Mrs. Zuppa was coming in from bingo just as I was leaving the building. "Looks like you're going to work," she said, leaning heavily on her cane. "What are you packin'?" "A thirty-eight. " "I like a nine-millimeter myself. " "A nine's good. " "Easier to use a semiautomatic after you've had hip replacement and you walk with a cane," she said. One of those useful pieces of information to file away and resurrect when I turn eighty-three.