Heaven lies around us in our infancy.

We're all mad, the whole damned race. We're wrapped in illusions, delusions, confusions about the penetrability of partitions, we're all mad and in solitary confinement.

History is the nothing people write about a nothing.

You don't even care enough about us to hate us, do you?

The way towards simplicity is through outrage.

You can't put a leash on me. I'm unleashable!

Those who seek to listen to their own inner voice forget to listen to the judgment of others.

Even when I jog, I need a place to get to.

Totalitarianism spells simplification: an enormous reduction in the variety of aims, motives, interests, human types, and, above all, in the categories and units of power.

Man is more sensitive to the contempt of others than to self-contempt.

We are losing our own capacity because we are poisoned in one way or another.

Love is a child that talks in broken language, yet then he speaks most plain.

A man can't turn tail and run just because a little personal risk is involved. What did Shakespeare say? "Cowards die a thousand deaths, the brave man... only 500"?

A black, a Puerto Rican and a Mexican are in a car. Who's driving? The police.