There's never a dearth of reasons to shoot at the President.

If the world is where we hide from ourselves, what do we do when the world is no longer accessible? We invent a false name, invent a destiny, purchase a firearm through the mail.

the instant he knew he loved her, she slipped down his body and out of his arms

Fear is unnatural. Lightning and thunder are unnatural. Pain, death, reality, these are all unnatural. We can't bear these things as they are. We know too much. So we resort to repression, compromise and disguise. This is how we survive the universe. This is the natural language of the species.

There is no lie in war or preparation of war that can't be defended.

He speaks in your voice, American, and there's a shine in his eye that's halfway hopeful.

There's a connection between the advances that are made in technology and the sense of primitive fear people develop in response to it.