Some people write to please, to soothe, to console. Others to provoke, to challenge, to exasperate and infuriate. I've always found the second approach the more pleasing.

There is a wine called Easy Days and Mellow Nights, well-known on the outskirts of the Navajo reservation. It is an economical wine, fortified with the best of intentions, and I recommend it to every serious wino.

The rich are not very nice. That's why they're rich.

Hierarchical institutions are like giant bulldozers -- obedient to the whim of any fool who takes the controls.

We are preoccupied with time. If we could learn to love space as deeply as we are now obsessed with time, we might discover a new meaning in the phrase to live like men.

Without courage, all other virtues are useless.

Men love their ideas more than their lives. And the more preposterous the idea, the more eager they are to die for it. And to kill for it.