The only reason I would write a sequel is if I were struck by an idea that I felt to be equal to the original. Too many sequels diminish the original.

The functions of intellect are insufficient without courage, love, friendship, compassion and empathy.

The whisper of the dusk is night shedding its husk.

Where there is cake, there is hope. And there is always cake.

Petting, scratching, and cuddling a dog could be as soothing to the mind and heart as deep meditation and almost as good for the soul as prayer.

Nothing is worse than being alone on the evening of the day when one's cow has exploded.

Only once in a generation does anything as fresh as a vomiting detective come along.

The hands of every clock are shears, trimming us away scrap by scrap, and every time piece with a digital readout blinks us towards implosion.

Most people tend to think the best of those who are blessed with beauty; we have difficulty imagining that physical perfection can conceal twisted emotions or a damaged mind.

Any drunk who has tried to put his car where a lamppost stands is a self-educated physicist.

Given my heritage and the ordeal of my childhood, I sometimes wonder why I myself am not insane. Maybe I am.

Truth, like love and sleep, resents approaches that are too intense.

They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite

Liberty cannot be established without morality, nor morality without faith.

Unperformed experiments have no results.

I'm very happy and lonely single old man - and bitter.

The several sorts of religion in the world are little more than so many spiritual monopolies.

In laughter we always find an unavowed intention to humiliate and consequently to correct our neighbour.

Greatness inspires envy, envy engenders spite, spite spawns lies.

It was God who created hell as a place to store evil. He didn't do a good job of keeping it there though.

High culture is paranoid about sentiment. But human beings are intensely sentimental.