Truth is always the enemy of power. And power the enemy of truth.

Those art lovers who pride themselves mostly on *taste* usually possess no other talent.

You can't belay a man who's falling in love.

We should restore the practice of dueling. It might improve manners around here.

Orthodoxy is a relaxation of the mind accompanied by a stiffening of the heart.

We are befouling and destroying our own home, we are committing a slow but accelerating race suicide and life murder - planetary biocide. Now there is a mighty theme for a mighty book but a challenge to which no modern novelist or poet has yet responded. Where is our Melville, our Milton, our Thomas Mann when we need him most?

Beauty is only skin deep; ugliness goes all the way through.