Anarchism? You bet your sweet betsy. The only cure for the ills of democracy is more democracy. Much more.
Belief in the supernatural reflects a failure of the imagination.
There has never been a day in my life when I was not in love.
By the age of forty, a man is responsible for his face. And his fate.
Though I've lived in the rural West most of my life, I never once fell in love with a horse. Not once. Neither end.
Money confers the power to command the labor of others. Love of money is love of power. And love of power is the root of evil.