A Man's Head Is His Castle.

The Promises Of Maniacs, Like Those Of Women, Are Not Safely Relied Upon.

The Texan Turned Out To Be Good-natured, Generous And Likable. In Three Days No One Could Stand Him.

Someone Had To Do Something Sometime. Every Victim Was A Culprit, Every Culprit A Victim, And Somebody Had To Stand Up Sometime To Try To Break The Lousy Chain Of Inherited Habit That Was Imperiling Them All.

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?

When People Disagreed With Him He Urged Them To Be Objective.