But Yossarian knew he was right, because, as he explained to Clevinger, to the best of his knowledge he had never been wrong.

All through the night, men looked at the sky and were saddened by the stars.

Major Major never sees anyone in his office while he's in his office.

They couldn't keep Death out, but while she was in she had to act like a lady.

It doesn't make a damned bit of difference who wins the war to someone who's dead.

Nately had a bad start. He came from a good family.

Why are they going to disappear him?'I don't know.'It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good grammar.

The enemy is anybody who's going to get you killed, no matter which side he is on.

-You have no respect for excessive authority or obsolete traditions. You're dangerous and depraved, and you ought to be taken outside and shot!

Just about all he could find in its favor was that it paid well and liberated children from the pernicious influence of their parents.

He had decided to live forever or die in the attempt...

bila tanganku tak mampu lagi menyentuhmu, maka biarlah doa menggantikannya

Beauty itself is a painful convulsion in the heart, an abundance of vitality in the soul, and a mad chase undertaken by the spirit until it encounters the heavens.

My hand lowered slowly to my side. It trembled. "There is no affection, " I said, each syllable a measured force of emotion I dared not allow purchase, "that will endure when treated as a thing.

Share the passion and action of your time at peril of being judged not to have lived.

There is nothing that God hates so much as a liar.

Our mathematics of the last few decades has wallowed in generalities and formalizations.

Since the Cuban Revolution and since the invasion of Santo Domingo a state of emergency has existed in Latin America. The Marines shoot at anything that moves, regardless of partyaffiliation.

Shoot the brave officers, and the cowards will run away and take the men with them.

Katniss: I guess all those hours decorating cakes paid off. Peeta: Yes, frosting. The final defence of the dying. (252)

A disquieting loneliness came into my life, but it induced no hunger for friends of longer acquaintance: they seemed now like a salt-free, sugarless diet.