If there is a god, I think he has a sense of humour. He does not require human beings to protect him from satire.
Fair are the daughters of men, and fairest are those who read.
Blessed are the mendacious, for they shall grow wealthy beyond their wildest dreams.
Our policy is impossible to justify on rational grounds, which is why we’ve started invoking national security and other shibboleths.
Abide with me, fleshling, and I shall teach you to run with the fluxions.
A universe without coincidence would be an exceedingly strange place xxx
There was an otherworldly quality about him, the aura of one privy to secret communiques in forgotten languages.
The heart is a pump, xxx weak and fickle as any other machine, and sometimes an embolism of indifference stops affection's flow.
Let's admit it, people: nobody understands consciousness. Psychology hasn't had a Newton yet.
A human life was measured out in bouquets, was it not? New mothers received them. So did graduating seniors, young lovers, blushing brides, and the dead. A flower woman was time’s avatar, colorizing t...
You speak of Sorcery. It so happens that in the investigations leading first to my Conjectures concerning Light and later to my System of the World, I fell upon a pretty Proof that Wicked Spirits enjo...
WARNING: THE SURGEON GENERAL’S CRUSADE AGAINST THIS PRODUCT MAY DISTRACT YOU FROM THE MYRIAD WAYS YOUR GOVERNMENT FAILS TO PROTECT YOUR HEALTH.
The precise metaphysical procedures by which a book goes about writing another book need not concern us here. Suffice to say that our human scribes remain entirely ignorant of their possession by bibl...
Murray crossed the sandy lawn using the cautious, inoffensive gait any prudent Jew might adopt under the circumstances,
If a cavalcade of organized killing has nothing to teach us, I don’t know what does.
I wanted a real diary, but there wasn't time to visit a stationery store, so instead I ran down to Thrift Drug and got you. According to your cover, you're an 'Official Popeye the Sailor Spiral-Bound...
All I ask, Madam, is to share with thee a common center of gravity.
One day the world will notice that while E=mc2 ultimately gives you 177,000 dead Japanese civilians, F=ma lets you skate across a frozen lake on a winter's night, the wind caressing your face as you g...
The tragedy of my species xxx is that it does not live in its own time. Homo sapiens is locked on history's rearview mirror, never the road ahead, bent on catching some presumed lost paradise xxxxxxTh...
Do you realize there was a time when the United States of America actually made sense? A time when you could look at a Norman Rockwell painting of a GI peeling potatoes for Mom and get all choked up a...