The government, the state, they're just objects of jokes rather than serious consideration. I can't possibly take them seriously.

The real history of consciousness starts with one's first lie.

As failures go, attempting to recall the past is like trying to grasp the meaning of existence. Both make one feel like a baby clutching at a basketball: one's palms keep sliding off.

As to the state, from my point of view, the measure of a writer's patriotism is not oaths from a high platform, but how he writes in the language of the people among whom he lives .

For darkness restores what light cannot repair.

Racism? But isn't it only a form of misanthropy?

Cherish your human connections: your relationships with friends and family. Even your super weirdo creep cousin.