There is a deep, abiding, unshakable satisfaction in a life of complete failure.

We know so very little about this strange planet we live on, this haunted world where all answers lead only to more mystery.

Anarchism is democracy taken seriously.

Of course I litter the public highway. Every chance I get. After all, it's not the beer cans that are ugly; it's the highway that is ugly.

To the Technocrats: Have mercy on us. Relax a bit, take time out for simple pleasures. For example, the luxuries of electricity, indoor plumbing, central heating, instant electronic communication and such, have taught me to relearn and enjoy the basic human satisfactions of dipping water from a cold clear mountain stream; of building a wood fire in a cast-iron stove; of using long winter nights for making music, making things, making love; of writing long letters, in longhand with a fountain pen, to the few people on this earth I truly care about.

I'm in favor of animal liberation. Why? Because I'm an animal.

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.