Kurt Vonnegut
Kurt Vonnegut
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.was an American author. In a career spanning over 50 years, Vonnegut published fourteen novels, three short story collections, five plays, and five works of non-fiction. He is most famous for his darkly satirical, best-selling novel Slaughterhouse-Five...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth11 November 1922
CountryUnited States of America
memorable men laughing
It strikes me as gruesome and comical that in our culture we have an expectation that man can always solve his problems ... This is so untrue that it makes me want to cry-or laugh.
life home men
A man without a home can't be lost.
art writing order
People should practice an art in order to make their souls grow and not to make money or become famous. Paint a picture. Write.
letting-go memorable past
Vonnegut could not help looking back, despite the danger of being turned metaphorically into a pillar of salt, into am emblem of the death that comes to those who cannot let go of the past
liars lying eye
A lover's a liar, To himself he lies, The truthful are loveless, Like oysters their eyes!
hate if-there-is-a-god people
if there is a god, he sure hates people
girl race people
Trout's leading robot looked like a human being, and could talk and dance and so on, and go out with girls. And nobody held it against him that he dropped jellied gasoline on people. But they found his halitosis unforgivable. But then he cleared that up, and he was welcomed to the human race.
hate machines wonder
Some persons seem to like you, and others seem to hate you, and you must wonder why. They are simply liking machines and hating machines.
men dumb humanity
It posed the question posed by all such stone piles.: how had puny men moved stones so big? And, like all such stone piles, it answered the question itself. Dumb terror had moved those stones so big
people insane looks
All people are insane. They will do anything at any time, and God help anybody who looks for reasons.
lying reality heartbreaking
The heartbreaking necessity of lying about reality and the heartbreaking impossibilty of lying about it
writing thinking careers
I think I succeeded as a writer because I did not come out of an English department. I used to write in the chemistry department. And I wrote some good stuff. If I had been in the English department, the prof would have looked at my short stories, congratulated me on my talent, and then showed me how Joyce or Hemingway handled the same elements of the short story. The prof would have placed me in competition with the greatest writers of all time, and that would have ended my writing career.
past slaughterhouse-five alive
...when a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past, present, and future, always have existed, always will exist.
eye curiosity pairs
There is nothing left of him but curiosity and a pair of eyes.