Men who find themselves late are never sure. They are all the things the civics books tell us the good citizen should be: partisans but never zealots, respectors of the facts which attend each situation but never benders of those facts, uncomfortable in positions of leadership but rarely unable to turn down a responsibility once it has been offered . . . or thrust upon them. They make the best leaders in a democracy because they are unlikely to fall in love with power.
A person can't change all at once.
There are all sorts of dream interpretations, Freud's being the most notorious, but I have always believed they served a simple eliminatory function, and not much more - that dreams are the psyche's way of taking a good dump every now and then.
He smiles a lot. But I think there might be worms inside him making him smile.
Nobody likes to see a stupid guy wise up.
Above, the stars shone hard and bright, sparks struck off the dark skin of the universe.
There's always a choice. That's God's way, always will be. Your will is still free. Do as you will. There's no set of leg-irons on you. But... this is what God wants of you.
He was a clot looking for a place to happen, a splinter of bone hunting a soft organ to puncture, a lonely lunatic cell looking for a mate - they would set up housekeeping and raise themselves a cozy little malignant tumor.
People who try hard to do the right thing always seem mad.
And when there are enough outsiders together in one place, a mystic osmosis takes place and you're inside.
They say bachelors have all the fun. Not so. You just get old and full of sand, nasty.
HEY, BOBBY TERRY, YOU SCROOOOWED IT UP!
Rationalism is the idea that we can ever understand anything about the state of being. It's a deathtrip. It always has been. . . . And if rationalism is a deathtrip, then irrationalism might very well be a lifetrip . . . at least until it proves otherwise.
Call me Richard. That's my real name. Call me that.
When you empty out the vessel, you also empty out all the crap floating around in there. The additives. The impurities. It sure feels good. It's a whole body, whole-minded enema.
His name is Legion. He is the king of nowhere.
She couldn't be on his wavelength all the time. That's all. When you could recognize that and deal with it, you were on your way to an adult relationship.
Come down and eat chicken with me beautiful. It's soooo dark.
Who gets to be best-liked in any community? Who is the most trusted? Why, the man who does the dirty job, of course, and does it with a smile. The man who does the job you couldn't bring yourself to do.
I think you're a taker. You've always been one. It's like God left some part of you out when He built you inside of me.
She was satisfied with the answer God had given Moses from the burning bush when Moses had seen fit to question. Who are you? Mose asks, and God comes back from that bush just as pert as you like: I Am, Who I AM. In other words, Mose, stop beatin around this here bush and get your old ass in gear.
Develop a little self-righteousness. A lot of that is an ugly thing, God knows, but a little applied over all your scruples is an absolute necessity! It is to the soul what a good sun-block is to the skin during the heat of summer.
Women's lib, Frannie had decided, was nothing more nor less than an outgrowth of the technological society. Women were at the mercy of their bodies. They were smaller. They tended to be weaker. A man couldn't get with child, but a woman could---every four-year-old knows it. And a pregnant woman is a vulnerable human being. Civilization had provided an umbrella of sanity that both sexes could stand beneath.
If we don't have each other, we go crazy with loneliness. When we do, we go crazy with togetherness.
Silent white light filled the world. And the righteous and unrighteous alike were consumed in that holy fire.
Even the company of the mad was better than the company of the dead.
You couldn't not like someone who liked the guitar.
It's hard enough for a person to keep their own socks pulled up, let alone someone else's.
Superstition, like true love, needs time to grow and reflect upon itself.
For God's sake, Larry, grow up. Develop a little self-righteousness. A lot of that is an ugly thing, God knows, but a little spread over all your scruples is an absolute necessity!
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