Life Is Cruel? Compared To What?

I Intend To Be Good For The Rest Of My Natural Life -- If I Live That Long.

Why Do I Write? I Write To Entertain My Friends And To Exasperate Our Enemies. To Unfold The Folded Lie, To Record To Truth Of Our Time, And, Of Course, To Promote Esthetic Bliss.

An Economic System Which Can Only Expand Or Expire Must Be False To All That Is Human.

Put The Park Rangers To Work. Lazy Scheming Loafers, They've Wasted Too Many Years Selling Tickets At Toll Booths And Sitting Behind Desks Filling Out Charts And Tables

I Have Written Much About Many Good Places. But The Best Places Of All, I Have Never Mentioned.