The Sirens of Titan: A Novel

"It took us that long to realize that a purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved."

"As far as I’m concerned," said Constant, "the Universe is a junk yard, with everything in it overpriced. I am through poking around in the junk heaps, looking for bargains. Every so-called bargain," said Constant, "has been connected by fine wires to a dynamite bouquet." He spat again. "I resign," said Const

Once upon a time on Tralfamadore there were creatures who weren’t anything like machines. They weren’t dependable. They weren’t efficient. They weren’t predictable. They weren’t durable. And these poor creatures were obsessed by the idea that everything that existed had to have a purpose, and that some purposes were higher than others. These creatu

The bounties of space, of infinite outwardness, were three: empty heroics, low comedy, and pointless death.

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The sermon of the panorama was that even a man without a friend in the Universe could still find his home planet mysteriously, heartbreakingly beautiful.

parvenu.

There is room enough for an awful lot of people to be right about things and still not agree.

"It took us that long to realize that a purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved."