I hope to offend every reader.

Now, some of the most dangerous places for women to be in the world are modern, Western, rich European countries. Why? One reason. Islamic immigration - it's got to stop.

The government does a lot of stuff that it shouldn't do - the Department of Education, for instance.

Hillary Clinton is funded by people who murder homosexuals.

I believe in and love the populist, nationalist, antiglobalist rebellion happening all over the West.

If white privilege is a thing, why are people working so hard to be black? All of the award shows and cultural events favor black culture.

Western culture is what is at risk from immigration from the Middle East.

First and foremost, I'm a journalist. My business is the truth. Now, I happen to be other things, too - a pop-culture phenomenon, the most in-demand speaker on the campus lecture circuit, whatever.

A points-based system like Australia has zero Islamic racial immigration.

Black Lives Matter is the ultimate divisive movement.

I believe America went wrong in terms of respecting the First Amendment, the state of free speech on American college campuses and on the media and in academia.

Those million mistakes you did may not make you cry, but the ones you dint try might make you to.

Are you really angry, or simply aware of anger in the body and mind? Don't speculate, simply look at what is there.

I used to believe my art had to be about the things that brought me joy and gave me hope. But I learned that art can be found in all of life, even in pain.

Use your art to fight.

Jah would never give the power to a baldhead; run come crucify the Dread.

The suburban cycle which began a hundred years ago is nearly over. We are in for a period of contraction and economic hardship.

I don't have control over how people choose to perceive me. The only thing I have control over is my writing.

Whether he wants it or not, man is the instrument of nature; she imposes on him character and appearance.

I don’t work. I merely inflict myself on the public.

When soul rises Into lips You feel the kiss You have wanted