I guess I'm just a natural warrior.

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.

We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon.

Think of joy! Think of realities! Realities bring real joy and inner peace even in discomfort!

That is true strength. To want what you have, and not what someone else is holding.

You are not going to 'go forth.' You are going to take that damn hat off and you're going to get a job.

Silene, who declines The garish noontide's blazing light; But when the evening crescent shines, Gives all her sweetness to the night.

What you don't see are the cameras shoved in my face and the bizarre intrusive questions being asked, or the people falling over themselves, screaming and taunting to get a reaction.

I don't understand people who won't sign autographs or have pictures taken.

Those with open hearts always have open hands.

I've weighed 100 lbs. soaking wet since puberty.

I know where I'm supposed to be at the time of the snap. Now, where the play dictates I'm going to go is a different story.