This diagnosis can be done in about two lines. It doesn't engage anybody.

...logical validity is not a guarantee of truth.

It's probably hard to feel any sort of Romantic spiritual connection to nature when you have to make your living from it.

For me, boviscopophobia is an even stronger motive than semi-agoraphobia for staying on the ship when we're in port.

...Genuine pathological openness is about as seductive as Tourette's Syndrome.

There's a grosser irony about Politically Correct English. This is that PCE purports to be the dialect of progressive reform but is in fact - in its Orwellian substitution of the euphemisms of social equality for social equality itself - of vastly more help to conservatives and the US status quo than traditional SNOOT prescriptions ever were.

I mean the people who seriously, seriously play devote their lives to it sort of the way monks do. I mean you don't date, you go to bed at a certain time, you eat certain ways, you practice 10-12 hours a day. And I mean, the difference between practicing three hours a day and practicing 12 hours a day is everything. And I certainly never - I never trained seriously after the age of 16.