“No. Your crime has no conscience. You haven't been driven to do it by some oppressive socialforce. How I hate to be reasonable. You're not against the rich. Nobody's against the rich. Everybody'sten seconds from being rich. Or so everybody thought. No. Your crime is in your head. Another foolshooting up a diner because because”

“...Because what's the meaning of doing dishes if you're not driven by something beyond necessity.”

“It is when death is rendered graphically, is televised so to speak, that you sense an eerie separation between your condition and yourself. A network of symbols has been introduced, an entire awesome technology wrested from the gods. It makes you feel like a stranger in your own dying.”

“You shout because it makes you brave or you want to announce your recklessness.”

“He liked the fact that the cars were indistinguishable from each other. He wanted such a car because he thought it was a platonic replica, weightless for all its size, less an object than an idea. But he knew this wasn't true. This was something he said for effect and he didn't believe it for an instant. He believed it for an instant but only just. He wanted the car because it was not only oversized but aggressively and contemptuously so, metastasizingly so, a tremendous mutant thing that stood astride every argument against it.”

“I like your mother. You have your mother's breasts.""Her breasts.""Great stand-up tits." he said”

“Another one says she has asnap-off crotch. What do you think she means by that? I'm a little worried,though, about all these outbreaks of lifestyle diseases. I carry a reinforced ribbed condom at all times. One size fits all. But I have a feeling it's not much protection against the intelligence and adaptability of the modern virus.”