All living things on earth are kindred.

I always wanted to be a cowboy. But alas! I was burdened early with certain inescapable obligations to world literature.

In the Soviet Union, government controls industry. In the United States, industry controls government. That is the principal structural difference between the two great oligarchies of our time.

Anarchism is not a romantic fable but the hardheaded realization, based on five thousand years of experience, that we cannot entrust the management of our lives to kings, priests, politicians, generals, and county commissioners.

Home is where, when you have to go there, you probably shouldn't.

We are kindred all of us, killer and victim, predator and prey, me and the sly coyote, the soaring buzzard, the elegant gopher snake, and trembling cottontail, the foul worms that feed on our entrails; all of them, all of us. Long live diversity, long live the earth!

Civilization, like an airplane in flight, survives only as it keeps going forward.