Liberalism itself has failed, and for a pretty good reason. It has been too often compromised by the people who represented it.

There is something fresh and crisp about the first hours of a Caribbean day, a happy anticipation that something is about to happen, maybe just up the street or around the next corner.

If you're going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you're going to be locked up.

One of the advantages of being dead, I guess, is that somebody else can edit all this.

I understand that fear is my friend, but not always. Never turn your back on Fear. It should always be in front of you, like a thing that might have to be killed. My father taught me that, along with a few other things that have kept my life interesting.

Smart people understand that there is no such thing as paranoia. It is just another mask for ignorance.

No man is so foolish but he may sometimes give another good counsel, and no man so wise that he may not easily err if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master.