A vacuum is a hell of a lot better than some of the stuff that nature replaces it with.

What makes you think graduate school is supposed to be satisfying?

Look ere ye leap.

When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life.

We are what we pretend to be.

[District Attorneys] learn in District Attorney School that there are two sure-fire ways to get a lot of favorable publicity: (1) Go down and raid all the lockers in the local high school and confiscate 53 marijuana cigarettes and put them in a

Once the toothpaste is out of the tube, it's hard to get it back in.

Facts, apart from their relationships, are like labels on empty bottles.

A woman who is unfaithful deserves to be shot.

Do not use that foreign word "ideals". We have that excellent native word "lies".

I am a man: nothing human is alien to me.

Briefly stated, the findings are that when presented with an array of data or a sequence of events in which they are instructed to discover an underlying order, subjects show strong tendencies to perceive order and causality in random arrays, to perc

There seems no plan because it is all plan.

Wisdom is knowing what to do with what you know.

I'm going to raise an issue and stick it in your ear.

What one fool can do, another can.

Zero Mostel: That's it baby! When you got it, flaunt it! Flaunt it!

It's not a sin not to be Irish, but it is a great shame.

The white race is the cancer of history.

An investment in knowledge always pays the best interest.

Innovation is hard to schedule.

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

Star Wars is adolescent nonsense; Close Encounters is obscurantist drivel; Star Trek can turn your brains to puree of bat guano; and the greatest science fiction series of all time is Doctor Who! And I'll take you all on, one-by-one or all in a bunc

Every man who has reached even his intellectual teens begins to suspect that life is no farce; that it is not genteel comedy even; that it flowers and fructifies on the contrary out of the profoundest tragic depths of the essential death in which its

Once a word has been allowed to escape, it cannot be recalled.

When the going gets tough, everyone leaves.

No poet or novelist wishes he was the only one who ever lived, but most of them wish they were the only one alive, and quite a number fondly believe their wish has been granted.

The lovely woman-child Kaa was mercilessly chained to the cruel post of the warrior-chief Beast, with his barbarian tribe now stacking wood at her nubile feet, when the strong clear voice of the poetic and heroic Handsomas roared, 'Flick your Bic, cr