The American reading his Sunday paper in a state of lazy collapse is perhaps the most perfect symbol of the triumph of quantity over quality…. Whole forests are being ground into pulp daily to minister to our triviality. – Irving Babbitt
[W]e must have a pie. Stress cannot exist in the presence of a pie…. It casts out stress as the heat of the hand repels quicksilver…. Keep you your precious vapors, your fantods, your anxiety. Give me a pie. Give me a pie anyday. – David Mamet, Boston Marriage
I have nothing but sympathy for the people who are forced to work with me. Im better now at picking out those that want to play that game with me, and those that dont. – Alton Brown
