Mental illness, of course, is not literally a "thing" - or physical object - and hence it can "exist" only in the same sort of way in which other theoretical concepts exist.

The greatest analgesic, soporific, stimulant, tranquilizer, narcotic, and to some extent even antibiotic - in short, the closest thing to a genuine panacea - known to medical science is work.

We should pledge ourselves to the proposition that the irresponsible life is not worth living.

Boredom is the feeling that everything is a waste of time; serenity, that nothing is.

Only idiots and infants need things. The language of needs is the native tongue of socialists, therapists, and paternalists of all sorts and is addressed to needy dependents. The language of wants is spoken by self-respecting adults and is addressed to other self-respecting adults.

The FDA calls certain substances "controlled." But there are no "controlled substances," there are only controlled citizens.

The system isn't stupid, but the people in it are.