If I were a young man, I would not hesitate at writing anything to get into print, except pornography.

I wondered how a man ever got an English girl into bed. What did they do with her hockey stick?

When this is over, I'm not going to be the same guy. I'm going to live as if I were a great man.

organizations like the church or General Motors promote a man up and up until he reaches a spot which he is obviously incapable of filling, and there they lay him to rest.

. . . Luddites were those frenzied traditionalists of the early 19th century who toured [England] wrecking new weaving machines on the theory that if they were destroyed . . . old jobs and old ways of life could be preserved . . . At certain times in his life each man is tempted to become a Luddite, for there is always something he would like to go back to. But to be against all change-against change in the abstract-is folly.