Cyberspace is the funhouse mirror of our own society.

Obsolescence and death, the reign of the archaic, the abandoned, and the corny: Really, if you saw Windows 3.0 on the sidewalk outside the building, would you bend over and pick it up?!?

Don't become a well rounded person. Well rounded people are smooth and ull. Become a thoroughly spiky person.

I was once a student in a punk T-Shirt hooked on screwed-up scenarios. Thats how I became the esteemed cultural figure that I am today.

One of the points about distractions is that everything that they do is destabilizing.

I don't think there's much distinction between surveillance and media in general. Better media means better surveillance. Cams are everywhere.

Everybody wants to disown neocon strategy, including the neocons, because that strategy never worked. Still, it was, in point of fact, a strategy. Nobody else has one.

Privacy under what circumstance? Privacy at home under what circumstances? You have more privacy if everyone's illiterate, but you wouldn't really call that privacy. That's ignorance.

I'm an entertainer in the military-entertainment complex.

If politics and business fail us, of course the military will be called in. In the developing world, the massive and repeated ecological disasters are quite commonly met by the military.

I haven't had that good a time in ages. Since September 11, really. I just felt so happy, it was like the sun came out of the clouds for me. I love Italy.

The bottom line is, insults only hurt when they come from someone I respect.

We have everything we need to be happy, but we aren't happy. Something's missing.

A heart well prepared for adversity in bad times hopes, and in good times fears for a change in fortune.

What if God were not exactly truth, and if this could be proved? And if he were instead the vanity, the desire for power, the ambitions, the fear, and the enraptured and terrified folly of mankind?

quoting reminds me there are other people in the world besides only me. And other thoughts besides mine, and other ways of thinking.

A cottage will hold as much happiness as would stock a palace.

The minds of the everlasting gods are not changed suddenly.

The wolf attacks with his fang, the bull with his horn.

As Marilee and I were dressing, I whispered to her that I loved her with all my heart. What else was there to say? 'You don't. You can't,' she said.

I hate the word 'ought' - it always implies something dull, cold, and commonplace. The 'ought nots' of life are its pleasantest things.