When a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past...all moments past, present and future always have existed always will exist.
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.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.
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.and what sunshine are you going to bring into our lives today? Shall we poison the well or burn the house down?
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.Guns and women can make an atom bombing look like an ice cream social.
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.Like all Earthlings at the point of death, Mary Young sent faint reminders of herself to those who had known her. She released a small cloud of telepathic butterflies, and one of these brushed the cheek of Dwayne Hoover, nine miles away.
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.He had a penis eight hundred miles long and two hundred and ten miles in diameter, but practically all of it was in the fourth dimension.
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.How nice—to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.Mots clés death-and-dying anti-war
There’s only one rule I know of: You’ve got to be kind.
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.He would make a good lamp post if he'd weather better and didn't have to eat.
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.Billy felt that he had spoken soaringly. He was baffled when he saw the Tralfamadorians close their little hands on their eyes. He knew from past experience what this meant: He was being stupid. 'Would-would you mind telling me,' he said to the guide, much deflated, 'what was so stupid about that?' 'We know how the Universe ends,' said the guide, 'and Earth has nothing to do with it, except that it gets wiped out, too.' 'How-how does the Universe end?' said Billy. 'We blow it up, experimenting with new fuels for our flying saucers. A Tralfamadorian test pilot presses a starter button, and the whole Universe disappears.' So it goes.
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