A shelf of classics for our young adults: Tolkien, Hesse, Casteneda, Kerouac, Salinger, Tom Robbins, and _The Last Whole Earth Catalog_.

There has never yet been a human society worthy of the name of civilization. Civilization remains a remote ideal.

Some people write to please, to soothe, to console. Others to provoke, to challenge, to exasperate and infuriate. I've always found the second approach the more pleasing.

Man was created to complete the horse.

Wealth should come like manna from heaven, unearned and uncalled for. Money should be like grace -- a gift. It is not worth sweating and scheming for.

It's a fool's life, a rogue's life, and a good life if you keep laughing all the way to the grave.

Only the half-mad are wholly alive.