I'm Still An Atheist, Thank God.

If The Devil Were To Offer Me A Resurgence Of What Is Commonly Called Virility, I'd Decline. ''just Keep My Liver And Lungs In Good Working Order,'' I'd Reply, ''so I Can Go On Drinking And Smoking!''

I Find It [science] Analytical, Pretentious And Superficial-largely Because It Does Not Address Itself To Dreams, Chance, Laughter, Feelings, Or Paradox-in Other Words,-all The Things I Love The Most.

Thank God, I Am Still An Atheist.

Repeat, Over And Over Again, In Case Anyone Forgets It Or Believes The Contrary, That We Do Not Live In The Best Of All Possible Worlds.

The Bar... Is An Exercise In Solitude. Above All Else, It Must Be Quiet, Dark, Very Comfortable-and, Contrary To Modern Mores, No Music Of Any Kind, No Matter How Faint. In Sum, There Should Be No More Than A Dozen Tables, And A Client That Doesn't Like To Talk.