Catch 22

First published

1904

Pages

337

Publisher

Simon and Schuster · 50 edition(s)

First published

1904

Pages

337

Publisher

Simon and Schuster · 50 edition(s)

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threads mentioning Catch-22

quotes of Catch-22

humanbeing

9mo

“—What makes you so sure Major Major is a communist? —You never heard him denying it until we began accusing him, did you? And you don't see him signing any of our loyalty oaths. —You aren't letting him sign any. —Of course not, Captain Black explained. —That would defeat the whole purpose of our crusade.”
—Joseph Heller

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modern_sunlight

1y

“The chaplain had mastered, in a moment of divine intuition, the handy technique of protective rationalization, and he was exhilarated by his discovery. It was miraculous. It was almost no trick at all, he saw, to turn vice into virtue and slander into truth, impotence into abstinence, arrogance into humility, plunder into philanthropy, thievery into honor, blasphemy into wisdom, brutality into patriotism, and sadism into justice. Anybody could do it; it required no brains at all. It merely required no character.”
—Joseph Heller

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modern_sunlight

1y

“To die or not to die, that was the question, and Clevinger grew limp trying to answer it. History did not demand Yossarian's premature demise, justice could be satisfied without it, progress did not hinge upon it, victory did not depend on it. That men would die was a matter of necessity; which men would die, though, was a matter of circumstance, and Yossarian was willing to be the victim of anything but circumstance. But that was war. Just about all he could find in its favor was that it paid well and liberated children from the pernicious influence of their parents.”
—Joseph Heller

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modern_sunlight

1y

“Hasn’t it ever occurred to you that in your promiscuous pursuit of women you are merely trying to assuage your subconscious fears of sexual impotence?" "Yes, sir, it has." "Then why do you do it?" "To assuage my fears of sexual impotence.”
—Joseph Heller

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modern_sunlight

1y

“As far back as Yossarian could recall, he explained to Clevinger with a patient smile, somebody was always hatching a plot to kill him. There were people who cared for him and people who didn't, and those who didn't hated him and were out to get him. They hated him because he was Assyrian. But they couldn't touch him, he told Clevinger, because he had a sound mind in a pure body and was as strong as an ox. They couldn't touch him because he was Tarzan, Mandrake, Flash Gordon. He was Bill Shakespeare. He was Cain, Ulysses, the Flying Dutchman; he was Lot in Sodom, Deirdre of the Sorrows, Sweeney in the nightingales among trees. He was miracle ingredient Z-247. He was— 'Crazy!' Clevinger interrupted, shrieking. 'That's what you are! Crazy!”
—Joseph Heller

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