The web of life is a beautiful and meaningless dance. The web of life is a process with a moving goal. The web of life is a perfectly finished work of art right where I am sitting now.

Here's to the good Nuns for telling me what books NOT to read!

In conlusion, there is no conclusion. Things will go on as they always have, getting weirder all the time.

Try living forever with the metaprogram, 'Everything works out more perfectly than I plan it.

under the present brutal and primitive conditions on this planet, every person you meet should be regarded as one of the walking wounded. we have never seen a man or woman not slightly deranged by either anxiety or grief. we have never seen a totally sane human being.

Communication is only possible between equals.

[Red Dirt Marijuana] contains most of the great short stories in English that are not by Mr. Hemingway or Mr. O'Hara.