#vonnegut

The truth is that Trout, like Vonnegut and Ray Bradbury and many others, writes parables. These are set in frames which have become called, for no good reason, science fiction. A better generic term would be 'future fairy tales'. And even this is objectionable, since many science fiction stories take place in the present or the past, far and near. ↗

— Philip José Farmer

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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 the Perpetual Astonishment ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

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Society is more concerned with material possessions than it is with the true love and compassion of another human being. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#mother-night #love

Vonnegut is one of America's basic artists, a true and worthy heir to the grand tradition of Thoreau, Whitman, Twain, Dreiser, Traven, Tom Wolfe (the real Tom Wolfe, I mean) and Steinbeck. In other words, he writes out of a concern for justice, love, honesty, and hope. ↗

— Edward Abbey

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There is love enough in this world for everybody, if people will just look. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

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Americans . . . are forever searching for love in forms it never takes, in places it can never be. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

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People took such awful chances with chemicals and their bodies because they wanted the quality of their lives to improve. They lived in ugly places where there were only ugly things to do. They didn't own doodley-squat, so they couldn't improve their surroundings. so they did their best to make their insides beautiful instead. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#body #breakfast-of-champions #chemicals #human #kurt-vonnegut

You'll forget it when you're dead, and so will I. When I'm dead, I'm going to forget everything–and I advise you to do the same. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

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And evolution or God or whatever arranged things genetically, to keep the little families going, to cheer them up, so that they could all have somebody to tell stories around the campfire at night, and somebody else to paint pictures on the walls of caves, and somebody else who wasn't afraid of anything and so on. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#vonnegut #whatever #family

God made mud. God got lonesome. So God said to some of the mud, "Sit up!" "See all I've made," said God, "the hills, the sea, the sky, the stars." And I was some of the mud that got to sit up and look around. Lucky me, lucky mud. I, mud, sat up and saw what a nice job God had done. Nice going, God. Nobody but you could have done it, God! I certainly couldn't have. I feel very unimportant compared to You. The only way I can feel the least bit important is to think of all the mud that didn't even get to sit up and look around. I got so much, and most mud got so little. Thank you for the honor! Now mud lies down again and goes to sleep. What memories for mud to have! What interesting other kinds of sitting-up mud I met! I loved everything I saw! Good night. I will go to heaven now. I can hardly wait... To find out for certain what my wampeter was... And who was in my karass... And all the good things our karass did for you. Amen. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

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