“I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the center.”

“I want to stay as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the center.”

“Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the center. [...] Big, undreamed-of things--the people on the edge see them first.”

“You think I'm insane?" said Finnerty. Apparently he wanted more of a reaction than Paul had given him."You're still in touch. I guess that's the test.""Barely — barely.""A psychiatrist could help. There's a good man in Albany."Finnerty shook his head. "He'd pull me back into the center, and I want to stay as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the center." He nodded, "Big, undreamed-of things — the people on the edge see them first.”

“I will say that I still can't get over how women are shaped, and that I will go to my grave wanting to pet their butts and boobs.”

“There was a Japanese TV set in front of us. There were Japanese TV sets all over the prison. They were like portholes on an ocean liner. The passengers were in a state of suspended animation until the big ship got where it was going. But anytime they wanted, the passengers could look through a porthole and see the real world out there.Life was like an ocean liner to a lot of people who weren't in prison, too, of course. And their TV sets were portholes through which they could look while doing nothing, to see all the World was doing with no help from them.Look at it go!”

“I am a Tralfamadorian, seeing all time as you might see a stretch of the Rocky Mountains. All time is all time. It does not change. It does not lend itself to warnings or explanations. It simply is.”