Going to trial with a lawyer who considers your whole life-style a Crime in Progress is not a happy prospect.

Avoid being seized by the police. The cops are not your friends. Don't tell them anything.

To make a point of declaring friendship is to cheapen it. For men's emotions are very rarely put into words successfully.

These things happen. One day you run everything, and the next day you run like a dog.

Never mind the track. The track is for punks. We are Road People. We are Cafe Racers.

The mind of America is seized by a fatal dry rot - and it's only a question of time before all that the mind controls will run amuck in a frenzy of stupid, impotent fear.

Coming of age in a fascist police state will not be a barrel of fun for anybody, much less for people like me, who are not inclined to suffer Nazis gladly and feel only contempt for the cowardly flag-suckers who would gladly give up their outdated freedom to live for the mess of pottage they have been conned into believing will be freedom from fear.