Jack L. Chalker Quotes

You can’t be a nonconformist if you don’t wear the proper uniform.

He was firmly convinced of his uniqueness in the universe and his general superiority to it, although he was occasionally bothered by the universe’s lack of appreciation.

Well, he seems to be on our side," Bat said optimistically.
"Nobody's on any side but his own," Brazil snapped back. "Not you, not me, not anybody.

And, of course, men have just as many problems and hang-ups as women. The grass isn’t greener, just different.

It reduces all the revolutions, the struggles, the pain, the great dreams—everything—to nonsense! It means that life is pointless!"
"Not pointless," Brazil put in suddenly. "It just means that the grand schemes are pointless. It means that you don't make your own life pointless or useless—most people do, you know. It wouldn't make any difference if ninety-nine percent of the people of the human race—or any other—lived or not. Except in sheer numbers their lives are dull, vegetative, and non-productive.

He had often wondered if there was something deep in the human psyche that insisted on tribalism. People used to fight wars not so much to protect their own life-style but to impose it on others.

I don't think you're God, Nate," Ortega replied evenly. "I think you're crazy.

Do you drink ale, stranger?" the aged centaur asked Brazil.
"I've been known to," Brazil replied. "What do you make it out of?"
"Grains, water, and yeast!" said Yomax, surprised at the question. "What else would you make ale out of?"
"I don't know," Brazil admitted, "but I'm awfully glad you don't either.

I remembered him as one hell of a womanizer—particularly for a mathematician.

Throughout the history of men there's always been some kind of drug, and the people stuck on it. The people who push the stuff are on a different kind of drug, one so powerful that they are not aware of its own, ravaging, animalistic effect on them."
"What's that?"
"Power and greed," he told her. "The ugliest—no, the second ugliest ravager of people ever known."
"What's the ugliest then?" she asked him.
"Fear," he replied seriously. "It destroys, rots, and touches everyone around.

Even the people were bred without imaginations. The imaginative ones were fixed—or gotten rid of. Too dangerous to have a thinker unless he thought the government’s way.

I found that the rich whom I’d envied dreamed of greater riches, and that power came not from obeying the law but from not getting caught.

All magic means is a line between knowledge and ignorance," Ortega responded. "A magician is someone who can do something you don't know how to do. All technology, for example, is magic to a primitive.

To tell the truth, the only thing more exhausting than doing something is doing nothing at all.