What sparks wars? The will to power, the backbone of human nature. The threat of violence, the fear of violence, or actual violence, is the instrument of this dreadful will. You can see the will to power in bedrooms, kitchens, factories, unions and the borders of states. Listen to this and remember it. The nation state is merely human nature inflated to monstrous proportions. QED, nations are entities whose laws are written by violence. Thus it ever was, so ever shall it be.

Why ask a question whose answer would demand ten more questions?

I believe death is only a door. One closes, and another opens. If I were to imagine heaven, I would imagine a door opening. And he would be waiting for me there.

One fine day a predatory world shall consume itself.

When I think about it, I'm happily bewildered that people will preorder my books They'll preorder me. What a lucky guy!

My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?

Sometimes the fluffy bunny of incredulity zooms around the bend so rapidly that the greyhound of language is left, agog, in the starting cage.