I have tried to write Paradise Do not move Let the wind speak that is paradise. Let the Gods forgive what I have made Let those I love try to forgive what I have made.

Presentation, not reference.

And the days are not full enough And the nights are not full enough And life slips by like a field mouse Not shaking the grass

The only chance for victory over the brainwash is the right of every man to have his ideas judged one at a time. You never get clarity as long as you have these packaged words, as long as a word is used by twenty-five people in twenty-five different ways. That seems to me to be the first fight, if there is going to be any intellect left.

Adolf Hitler was a Jeanne d'Arc, a saint. He was a martyr. Like many martyrs, he held extreme views.

The difference between a gun and a tree is a difference of tempo. The tree explodes every spring.

Allow me to say that I would long since have committed suicide had desisting made me a professor of Latin.