I love the working class, and everyone from it that I've met, and think they're incredible witty, inventive - there's a lot of poetry there. A lot of rough stuff as well. What there is, too, is an awful lot of expressiveness and intelligence and originality down there. And a lot of thwarted intelligence.

Belief is otiose; reality is sufficiently awesome as it stands.

Since it is no longer permissible to disparage any single faith or creed, let us start disparaging all of them... A religion is a belief system with no basis in reality whatever. Religious belief is without reason and without dignity, and its record is near-universally dreadful.

Love might have expanded her. But we are not all of us going to get loved. We are not all of us going to get expanded.

I think all writers have a bit of genius in them, and a bit of talent. Genius retreats but talent improves.

When success happens to an English writer, he acquires a new typewriter. When success happens to an American writer, he acquires a new life.

It is quite an achievement. People of liberal sympathies, stupefied by relativism, have become the apologists for a creedal wave that is racist, misogynist, homophobic, imperialist, and genocidal. To put it another way, they are up the arse of those that want them dead.