"That's no answer," Job said, "And for someone who's supposed to be omnipotent, let me tell you 'tabernacle' has only one l."

Eeny, Meeny, Jelly Beanie, the spirits are about to speak!

When you are in the middle of a story it isn't a story at all, but only a confusion; a dark roaring, a blindness, a wreckage of shattered glass and splintered wood, like a house in a whirlwind, or else a boat crushed by the icebergs or swept over the

[Maturity consists in the discovery that] there comes a critical moment where everything is reversed, after which the point becomes to understand more and more that there is something which cannot be understood.

You men out there probably think you already know how to dress for success. You know, for example, that you should not wear leisure suits or white plastic belts and shoes, unless you are going to a costume party disguised as a pig farmer vacationing

Trifles make perfection, and perfection is no trifle.

Everybody has something to conceal.

God gave man two ears and one tongue so that we listen twice as much as we speak.

A man gazing at the stars is proverbially at the mercy of the puddles in the road.

If a man slept by day, he had little time to work. That was a satisfying notion to Escargot.

Art is a lie which makes us realize the truth.