Men Went Mad And Were Rewarded With

They're Trying To Kill Me," Yossarian Told Him Calmly. No One's Trying To Kill You," Clevinger Cried. Then Why Are They Shooting At Me?" Yossarian Asked. They're Shooting At Everyone," Clevinger Answered. "they're Trying To Kill Everyone." And What Difference Does That Make?

History Did Not Demand Yossarian's Premature Demise, Justice Could Be Satisfied Without It, Progress Did Not Hinge Upon It, Victory Did Not Depend On It. That Men Would Die Was A Matter Of Necessity; Which Men Would Die, Though, Was A Matter Of Circumstance, And Yossarian Was Willing To Be The Victim Of Anything But Circumstance. But That Was War. Just About All He Could Find In Its Favor Was That It Paid Well And Liberated Children From The Pernicious Influence Of Their Parents.

You Have No Respect For Excessive Authority Or Obsolete Traditions. You're Dangerous And Depraved, And You Ought To Be Taken Outside And Shot!

The Night Was Full Of Horrors, And He Thought He Knew How Christ Must Have Felt As He Walked Through The World, Like A Psychiatrist Through A Ward Full Of Nuts.

Under Colonel Korn's Rule, The Only People Permitted To Ask Questions Were Those Who Never Did.