With a few exceptions people don't want money. They want luxury and they want love and they want admiration.

We gather our arms full of guilt as though it were precious stuff. It must be that we want it that way.

And the little screaming fact that sounds through all history: repression works only to strengthen and knit the repressed.

We find after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.

My own journey started long before I left, and was over before I returned.

To a man born without conscience, a soul-stricken man must seem ridiculous. To a criminal, honesty is foolish. You must not forget that a monster is only a variation, and that to a monster the norm is monstrous.

On all levels American society is rigged. I am troubled by the cynical immorality of my country. It cannot survive on this basis.