Everything Passes. (that's What Makes It Endurable.)

Sure, That's What I Mean,' Doc Daneeka Said. 'a Little Grease Is What Makes This World Go Round. One Hand Washes The Other. Know What I Mean? You Scratch My Back, I'll Scratch Yours.' Yossarian Knew What He Meant. That's Not What I Meant,' Doc Daneeka Said, As Yossarian Began Scratching His Back.

The Country Was In Peril; He Was Jeopardizing His Traditional Rights Of Freedom And Independence By Daring To Exercise Them.

Gold Was Not Sure Of Many Things, But He Was Definite About One: For Every Successful Person He Knew, He Could Name At Least Two Others Of Greater Ability, Better, And Higher Intelligence Who, By Comparison, Had Failed.

The Enemy," Retorted Yossarian With Weighted Precision, "is Anybody Who's Going To Get You Killed, No Matter Which Side He's On, And That Includes Colonel Cathcart. And Don't You Forget That, Because The Longer You Remember It, The Longer You Might Live.

Everybody Is As Unstable As Water.