In my political philosophy I think that there sometimes is room for violence.

The state has no business in the bedrooms of the nation.

I think we have to realize that Canada is not immortal; but, if it is going to go, let it go with a bang rather than a whimper.

People are more interested in ideas than dress.

The die is cast in Canada: there are two ethnic and linguistic groups; each is too strong and too deeply rooted in the past, too firmly bound to a mother culture, to be able to swamp the other. But if the two will collaborate inside of a truly pluralist state, Canada could become a privileged place where the federalist form of government, which is the government of tomorrow's world, will be perfected.

It is wonderful to be despised, if, deep down, we know we are right.

What sets a canoeing expedition apart is that it purifies you more rapidly and inescapably than any other. Travel a thousand miles by train and you are a brute; pedal five hundred on a bicycle and you remain basically a bourgeois; paddle a hundred in a canoe and you are already a child of nature.