Why do I live in the desert? Because the desert is the *locus Dei*.

A good philosopher is one who does not take ideas seriously.

One can imagine a sane, healthy, cheerful human society based on no more than the principles of common sense, as validated each day by work, play, and living experience. But this remains the most utopian and fantastic of ideals.

I despise my own nation most. Because I know it best. Because I still love it, suffering from Hope. For me, that's patrotism.

The response to my books from my East Coast friends has been wildly various, running the gamut from 'bad' to 'very bad.' (Is there another gamut?)

We judge individual man and women as we do nations and races -- by the character of their achievement and by their achievement of character.

I must confess that I know nothing whatsoever about true underlying reality, never having met any.