Why this cult of wilderness?... because we like the taste of freedom; because we like the smell of danger.

The artist's job? To be a miracle worker: make the blind see, the dull feel, the dead to live.

The ever-rising cost of living: Someday soon, the corporate technicians will be locking meters on our noses and charging us a royalty on the air we breathe.

Anarchism is not a romantic fable but the hardheaded realization, based on five thousand years of experience, that we cannot entrust the management of our lives to kings, priests, politicians, generals, and county commissioners.

All forms of government are pernicious, including good government.

As Mark Twain said, 'I love Wagner -- if only they'd cut out all that damned singing!'

You can't study the darkness by flooding it with light.