The feminists have a legitimate grievance. But so does everyone else.

There are two kinds of people I cannot abide: bigots and any well-organized ethnic group.

Going to bed with Gertrude Stein, Jeane Kirkpatrick, Susan Sontag, or Margaret Thatcher: There are some things one prefers neither to do nor to have done.

I am an enemy of the State. But isn't everyone?

Put the park rangers to work. Lazy scheming loafers, they've wasted too many years selling tickets at toll booths and sitting behind desks filling out charts and tables

The world is full of burled and gnarly knobs on which you can hang a metaphysical system. If you must.

I thought of the wilderness we had left behind us, open to sea and sky, joyous in its plenitude and simplicity, perfect yet vulnerable, unaware of what is coming, defended by nothing, guarded by no one.