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

As a confirmed melancholic, I can testify that the best and maybe only antidote for melancholia is action. However, like most melancholics, I suffer also from sloth.

If the world is irrational, we can never know it -- either it or its irrationality.

Capitalism: Nothing so mean could be right. Greed is the ugliest of the capital sins.

Wealth should come like manna from heaven, unearned and uncalled for. Money should be like grace -- a gift. It is not worth sweating and scheming for.

It is not death or dying that is tragic, but rather to have existed without fully participating in life- that is the deepest personal tragedy.

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.