Foucault is the Cagliostro of our time.

History shows that male homosexuality, which like prostitution flourishes with urbanization and soon becomes predictably ritualized, always tends toward decadence.

The moment is ripe for an experienced businessman to talk practical, prudent economics to the electorate - which is why Mitt Romney's political fortunes are steadily being resurrected from the grave.

Women's studies is a comfy, chummy morass of unchallenged groupthink . It is, with rare exception, totally unscholarly. Academic feminists have silenced men and dissenting women.

There is no female Mozart because there is no female Jack the Ripper.

Rule of art: Cant kills creativity!

Human life began in flight and fear. Religion rose from rituals of propitiation, spells to lull the punishing elements.

Women are in league with each other, a secret conspiracy of hearts and pheromones

Promiscuity in men may cheapen love but sharpen thought. Promiscuity in women is illness, a leakage of identity.

Daytime soap operas, which I used to adore, have been declining in quality and importance for over a decade, and I gradually stopped monitoring them.

If civilization had been left in female hands we would still be living in grass huts.

Magic--that's just a label, you know. Completely meaningless. It wasn't so very long ago that people were saying that electricity was magic.

While science can be many things, above all it is a way for our mistake-making, illusion-prone, storytelling brains to compare different methods for describing nature.

I love you." she whispered into the rough wool of his sweater.

If man doesn't learn to treat the oceans and the rain forest with respect, man will become extinct.

I've always craved winning. It's just easier in sports because there's a scoreboard.

I would suggest that teachers show their students concrete examples of the negative effects of the actions that gangsta rappers glorify.

Reality is a narrow little house which becomes a prison to those who can't get out of it.

I think my wife is cheating on me, the only thing the parrot knows how to say is, quick out the window.

I think what we (as a society) need from artists of all kinds is courage, a willingness to explore, and a really big sense of possibility.

Most books, like their authors, are born to die; of only a few books can it be said that death has no dominion over them; they live, and their influence lives forever.