"We're not talking about the same thing," he said. "For you the world is weird because if you're not bored with it you're at odds with it. For me the world is weird because it is stupendous, awesome, mysterious, unfathomable; my interest has been to

The Golden Rule is of no use to you whatever unless you realize it is your move.

It was a female that drove me to drink and I didn't even have the kindness to thank her.

Love may laugh at locksmiths, but he has a profound respect for money bags.

Fear and loathing, my man, fear and loathing.

There are many of us in this old world of ours who hold that things break about even for all of us. I have observed, for example, that we all get about the same amount of ice. The rich get it in the summer and the poor get it in the winter.

Politics and the fate of mankind are formed by men without ideals and without greatness. Those who have greatness within them do not go in for politics.

If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man.

Wishing without work is like fishing without bait.

I'd just as soon kiss a Wookie.

I don't think they are going to give a shit about the Republican Committee trying to bug the Democratic Committee's headquarters.

You may have heard that a dean is to faculty as a hydrant is to a dog.

Events are not affected, they develop.

It is said an Eastern monarch once charged his wise men to invent him a sentence to be ever in view, and which should be true and appropriate in all times and situations. They presented him the words: "And this, too, shall pass away."

Once harm has been done, even a fool understands it.

Boston State House is the hub of the Solar System. You couldn't pry that out of a Boston man if you had the tire of all creation straightened out for a crowbar.

The distinction between true and false appears to become increasingly blurred by... the pollution of the language.

The reward of a thing well done is to have done it.

Delores breezed along the surface of her life like a flat stone forever skipping along smooth water, rippling reality sporadically but oblivious to it consistently, until she finally lost momentum, sank, and due to an overdose of flouride as a child

We lie loudest when we lie to ourselves.