There never was a good war or a bad revolution.

May your rivers flow without end... down into a desert of red rock, blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottos of endless stone, and down again into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs... where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you-beyond that next turning of the canyon walls.

No man is wise enough to be another man's master. Each man's as good as the next -- if not a damn sight better.

Walking takes longer... than any other known form of locomotion except crawling. Thus it stretches time and prolongs life. Life is already too short to waste on speed.

It is an author's most solemn obligation to honor truth. If the free and independent writer does not speak truth to power, who will?

Susan Sontag: What she really wanted, throughout her career, was to grow up to be a Frenchman.

The greater your dreams, the more terrible your nightmares.