No good at life, but very funny sometimes with the commentary. - Kurt Vonnegut

I have this disease late at night sometimes, involving alcohol and the telephone. I get drunk, and I drive my wife away with a breath like mustard gas and roses. And then, speaking gravely and elegantly into the telephone, I ask the telephone operators to connect me with this friend or that one, from whom I have not heard in years.

Americans... are forever searching for love in forms it never takes, in places it can never be. It must have something to do with the vanished frontier.

How nice -- to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.