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

So I write mainly for the fun of it, the hell of it, the duty of it. I enjoy writing and will probably be a scribbler on my dying day, sprawled on some stony trail halfway between two dry waterholes.

In everything but brains and brawn, women are vastly superior to men. A different race.

Power is always dangerous. Power attracts the worst and corrupts the best.

Not all questions can be answered.

Whatever we cannot easily understand we call God; this saves much wear and tear on the brain tissues.

The feminist notion that the whole of human history has been nothing but a vast intricate conspiracy by men to enslave their wives, mothers, daughters, and sisters presents us with an intellectual neurosis for which we do not yet have a name.