The true, unacknowledged purpose of capital punishment is to inspire fear and awe -- fear and awe of the State.

Grown men do not need leaders.

We need wilderness because we are wild animals. Everyone needs a place where he can go to go crazy in peace. For the terror, freedom, and delirium. Because we need brutality and raw adventure, because men and women first learned to love in, under, and all around trees, because we need for every pair of feet and legs about ten leagues of naked nature, crags to leap from, mountains to measure by, deserts to finally die in when the heart fails.

Nobody seems more obsessed by diet than our antimaterialist, otherworldly, New Age, spiritual types. But if the material world is merely illusion, an honest guru should as content with Budweiser and bratwurst as with raw carrot juice, tofu, and seaweed slime.

There has never been a day in my life when I was not in love.

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

That which today calls itself science gives us more and more information, and indigestible glut of information, and less and less understanding.