Every writer has his favorite coterie of enemies: Mine is the East Coast literati -- those prep school playmates and their Ivy League colleagues.

To the intelligent man or woman, life appears infinitely mysterious. But the stupid have an answer for every question.

The duty of a patriot is to protect his country from its government.

May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.

I hold no preference among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous.

Society is like a stew. If you don't stir it up every once in a while then a layer of scum floats to the top.

A patriot must always be ready to defend his country against his government.

Growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of the cancer cell.

Civilization is a youth with a molotov cocktail in his hand. Culture is the Soviet tank or L.A. cop that guns him down.

Wilderness is not a luxury but a necessity of the human spirit.

There is science, logic, reason; there is thought verified by experience. And then there is California.

Do you ever find yourself climbing into an open grave during a bombing raid..and wish you'd just stayed in bed?

Secrets are worth more than silver and sapphires.

Character contributes to beauty. It fortifies a woman as her youth fades. A mode of conduct, a standard of courage, discipline, fortitude, and integrity can do a great deal to make a woman beautiful.

If it comes down to a choice between being unloved and being vulnerable and sensitive and emotional, then you can just keep your love.

Nothing is rarer than true good nature; they who are reputed to have it are generally only pliant or weak.

When people ask me what my motivation is, I have a simple answer: money.

The reality of my life cannot die for I am indestructible consciousness.

Mindfulness - moment to moment non-judgemental attention and awareness.

I seriously needed an extra-strength magic pillow, because my ba refused to stay put. [And no, Sadie, I don't think wrapping my head in duct tape would've worked either.]

Light weight ... Yeah buddy!