In the arts of life main invents nothing; but in the arts of death he outdoes Nature herself, and produces by chemistry and machinery all the slaughter of plague, pestilence and famine. ... There is nothing in Man's industrial machinery but his greed and sloth: his heart is in his weapons.

We are not taught to think decently on sex subjects, and consequently we have no language for them except indecent language.

If more than ten percent of the public likes a painting, it should be burned.

The person who is ignorant enough to believe that his nourishment depends on meat is in a horrible dilemma.

When a lion meets another with a louder roar, the first lion thinks the last a bore.

Property, said Proudhon, is theft. This is the only perfect truism that has been uttered on the subject.

Our lives are shaped not as much by our experiences as by our expectations.