Anna

“While there is a lower class I am in it. While there is a criminal element I am of it. While there is a soul in prison I am not free.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Hocus Pocus

“This is a very bad book you're writing," I said to myself behind my leaks. "I know," I said. "You're afraid you'll kill yourself the way your mother did," I said. "I know," I said.

There in the cocktail lounge, peering out through my leaks at a world of my own invention, I mouthed this word: schizophrenia. The sound and appearance of the word had fascinated me for many years. It sounded and looked to me like a human being sneezing in a blizzard of soap flakes. I did not and do not know for certain that I have that disease. This much I knew and know: I was making myself hideously uncomfortable by not narrowing my attention to details of life which were immediately important, and by refusing to believe what my neighbors believed.

I am better now. Word of honor: I am better now.

I was really sick for a while, though.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions

“Once intelligent beings achieve technology and the capacity for self-destruction of their species, the selective advantage of intelligence becomes more uncertain.”
― Carl Sagan, The Dragons of Eden: Speculations on the Evolution of Human Intelligence

“I asked the Warden why he never left this valley, why he didn’t get away from the prison and me and the ignorant young guards and the bells across the lake and all the rest of it. He had years of leave time he had never used. He said, “I would only meet more people.” “You don’t like any kind of people?” I said. We were talking in a sort of joshing mode, so I could ask him that. “I wish I had been born a bird instead,” he said. “I wish we had all been born birds instead.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Hocus Pocus