Be patient, Ophelia. Love, Hamlet — Kurt Vonnegut, God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater. (Dial Press Trade Paperback September 8, 1998)
How nice — to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive. ― Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five. (Delacorte 1969)
Dear future generations: Please accept our apologies. We were rolling drunk on petroleum. — Kurt Vonnegut
There are too many of us and we are all too far apart. — Kurt Vonnegut
A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved. — Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan. (Delacorte 1959)
Still and all, why bother? Here’s my answer. Many people need desperately to receive this message: I feel and think much as you do, care about many of the things you care about, although most people do not care about them. You are not alone. ― Kurt Vonnegut, Timequake. (RosettaBooks, August 22, 2011) Originally published… Continue reading Kurt Vonnegut
I say in speeches that a plausible mission of artists is to make people appreciate being alive at least a little bit. I am then asked if I know of any artists who pulled that off. I reply, ‘The Beatles did’. ― Kurt Vonnegut, Timequake. (RosettaBooks, August 22, 2011) Originally published 1997.