“He struck his temples with his fists and screamed: 'Haven't you ever seen a goddam DC converter? You can get them at Radio Shack for three bucks! Are you seriously trying to tell me you couldn't have made a simple DC converter when you can make your tractor fly and your typewriter run on telepathy? Are you?'Nobody thought of it!' she screamed suddenly.”

“There are always the simple events of your life that you might try to convert into legend.”

“Just close your eyes and try to think it overYou realize I'm not the man you know, girlI hypotize yaI paralyze yaGo on and scream cause nobody's gonna find yaDid I ever think to tell you I am a monster?You ain't ever seen this side of meMaybe I should wear a warning that says there is danger,If you ever get too close to me...”

“I thought this would be the end of your antics. There are three hundred guests sitting in the church and suddenly you believe you can fly?”

“It always takes a man that never made much at any thing to tell you how to run your business, though. Like these college professors without a whole pair of socks to his name, telling you how to make a million in ten years, and a woman that couldn't even get a husband can always tell you how to raise a family.”

“So, Swami Jesus, will you go on the hajj this year?" Ravi said, bringing the palms of his handstogether in front of his face in a reverent namaskar. "Does Mecca beckon?" He crossed himself. "Orwill it be to Rome for your coronation as the next Pope Pius?" He drew in the air a Greek letter,making clear the spelling of his Mockery. "Have you found time yet to get the end of your peckercut off and become a Jew? At the rate you're going, if you go to temple on Thursday, mosque onFriday, synagogue on Saturday and church on Sunday, you only need to convert to three morereligions to be on holiday for the rest of your life.”