Anarchism is democracy taken seriously.
In the afternoon I watch the clouds drift past the bald peak of Mount Tukuhnikivats. (Someone has to do it.)
Readers, not critics, are the people who determine a book's eventual fate.
Orthodoxy is a relaxation of the mind accompanied by a stiffening of the heart.
In America, as elsewhere, the general irritability level keeps rising.
Places: a cold, bleak, lonely day on the rim at Muley Point, Utah. And the heart-cracking loveliness of the blood-smeared, bitter, incomprehensible slaughterhouse of a world.