In the world of words, one of my best-loved tribes is the diatribe.

It is always dishonest for a reviewer to review the author instead of the author's book.

Anyone not paranoid in this world must be crazy. . . . Speaking of paranoia, it's true that I do not know exactly who my enemies are. But that of course is exactly why I'm paranoid.

Every man should be his own guru; every woman her own gurette.

The gurus come from the sickliest nation on earth to tell us how to live. And we pay them for it.

What is the purpose of the giant sequoia tree? The purpose of the giant sequoia tree is to provide shade for the tiny titmouse.

I come more and more to the conclusion that wilderness, in America or anywhere else, is the only thing left that is worth saving.