God bless you, Mr. Rosewater: or, Pearls before swine

And tell them that their father loves them, no matter what they may turn out to be. And tell them—” Eliot fell silent, raised his tennis racket as though it were a magic wand.
“And tell them,” he began again, “to be fruitful and multiply.”

“Is it anything special?”
“Little things, Eliot, little things—such as the Rosewater family’s dying out.”
“What makes you think it is?”
“Don’t tell me you’re pregnant.”

‘If you would be unloved and forgotten, be reasonable.’

His two best subjects in school were Citizenship and Problems in Modern American Democracy, both taught by his basketball coach.

If you can work a pinball machine, you can run the factory, make twelve thousand saws a day.

what Trout had in common with pornography wasn’t sex but fantasies of an impossibly hospitable world.

weak-kneed sympathy

marched away at its head