"We're having a celebration, so all sorts of things have been said which are not true," I said. "That's how to act at a party." - Kurt Vonnegut

"The waitress brought me another drink. She wanted to light my hurricane lamp again. I wouldn't let her.
"Can you see anything in the dark, with your sunglasses on?" she asked me.
"The big show is inside my head," I said."

There is no order in the world around us, we must adapt ourselves to the requirements of chaos instead.

As for literary criticism in general: I have long felt that any reviewer who expresses rage and loathing for a novel or a play or a poem is preposterous. He or she is like a person who has put on full armor and attacked a hot fudge sundae or a banana split.