You can't sweep other people off their feet, if you can't be swept off your own.

A decline of exuberance is just barely noticeable in America, making itself felt particularly among the most highly educated and the well-to-do in a loss of appetite for work and perhaps even for leisure.

We are all experiments in enthusiasms, narrow and preordained.

I am an electric eel in a pool of catfish.

The enthusiastic, to those who are not, are always something of a trial.

If you aren't fired with enthusiasm, you'll be fired with enthusiasm.

Men who never get carried away should be.

The sun and the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago had they happened to be within reach of predatory human hands.

Suicide by carbon monoxide used to be done in the garage. Now, all you have to do is go to Mexico City and inhale.

Bergeron's epitaph for the planet, I remember, which he said should be carved in big letters in a wall of the Grand Canyon for the flying-saucer people to find, was this: WE COULD HAVE SAVED IT BUT WE WERE TOO DOGGONE CHEAP. Only he didn't say 'doggone'.