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We are healthy only to the extent that our ideas are humane.
Kurt Vonnegut
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'During my next visit with you, fellow-believers,' he said, 'I shall tell you a parable about people who do things that they think God Almighty wants done. In the meanwhile, you would do well, for background on this parable, to read everything that you can lay your hands on about the Spanish Inquisition.'
Kurt Vonnegut
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The most important message of a crucifix, to me anyway, was how unspeakably cruel supposedly sane human beings can be when under orders from a superior authority.
Kurt Vonnegut
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Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before.
Kurt Vonnegut
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Here’s what I think the truth is: We are all addicts of fossil fuels in a state of denial, about to face cold turkey. And like so many addicts about to face cold turkey, our leaders are now committing violent crimes to get what little is left of what we’re hooked on.
Kurt Vonnegut
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People aren't supposed to look back. I'm certainly not going to do it anymore.
Kurt Vonnegut
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The sermon was based on what he claimed was a well-known fact, that there were no Atheists in foxholes. I asked Jack what he thought of the sermon afterwards, and he said, 'There's a Chaplain who never visited the front.'
Kurt Vonnegut
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Humor is a way of holding off how awful life can be.
Kurt Vonnegut
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And I believe that reading and writing are the most nourishing forms of meditation anyone has so far found. By reading the writings of the most interesting minds in history, we meditate with our own minds and theirs as well. This to me is a miracle.
Kurt Vonnegut
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What do men want? They want a lot of pals, and they wish that people wouldn’t get so mad at them.
Kurt Vonnegut
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If God were alive today, he would have to be an atheist, because the excrement has hit the air-conditioning big time, big time.
Kurt Vonnegut
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Charm was a scheme for making strangers like and trust a person immediately, no matter what the charmer had in mind.
Kurt Vonnegut
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He held up his watch to sunlight, letting it drink in the wherewithal that was to solar watches what money was to Earth men.
Kurt Vonnegut
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There is a riddle about a man who is locked in a room with nothing but a bed and a calendar, and the question is: How does he survive?The answer is: He eats dates from the calendar and drinks water from the springs of the bed.
Kurt Vonnegut
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Maybe God has let everybody who ever lived be reborn - so he or she can see how it ends. Even Pitecanthropus erectus and Australopithecus and Sinanthropus pekensis and the Neanderthalers are back on Earth - to see how it ends. They're all on Times Square - making change for peepshows. Or recruiting Marines.
Kurt Vonnegut
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I really wonder what gives us the right to wreck this poor planet of ours.
Kurt Vonnegut
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You were sick, but now you're well, and there's work to do.
Kurt Vonnegut
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Do you think Arabs are dumb? They gave us our numbers. Try doing long division with Roman numerals.
Kurt Vonnegut
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To bethe eyesand earsand conscienceof the Creator of the Universe,you fool.
Kurt Vonnegut
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He was too good a soldier to go around asking questions, trying to round out his knowledge.A soldier’s knowledge wasn’t supposed to be round.
Kurt Vonnegut
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This theory argues that artists are useful to society because they are so sensitive. They are supersensitive. They keel over like canaries in coal mines filled with poison gas, long before more robust types realize that any danger is there.
Kurt Vonnegut
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Science sent the Hubble telescope out into space, so it could capture light and the absence thereof, from the very beginning of time. And the telescope really did that. So now we know that there was once absolutely nothing, such a perfect nothing that there wasn't even nothing or once.
Kurt Vonnegut
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Shrapnel was invented by an Englishman of the same name. Don't you wish you could have something named after you?
Kurt Vonnegut
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I don't know about you, but I practice a disorganized religion. I belong to an unholy disorder. We call ourselves 'Our Lady of Perpetual Astonishment.'
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