I look forward without dogmatic optimism but without dread.

The function of law and theology are the same: to keep the poor from taking back by violence what the rich have stolen by cunning.

The fear of death is the beginning of slavery.

You should view the world as a conspiracy run by a very closely-knit group of nearly omnipotent people, and you should think of those people as yourself and your friends.

You are precisely as big as what you love and precisely as small as what you allow to annoy you.

In conlusion, there is no conclusion. Things will go on as they always have, getting weirder all the time.

The rapists of the intellectual world become politicians; the seducers become artists.

Philadelphia merely seems dull because it's next to exciting Camden, New Jersey.

Of course I'm crazy, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong.

History, sociology, economics, psychology et al. confirmed Joyce's view of Everyman as victim.

My own opinion is that belief is the death of intelligence. As soon as one believes a doctrine of any sort, or assumes certitude, one stops thinking about that aspect of existence.

He that can have patience can have what he will.

I do not admire greatness that has no substance.

Sometimes knowing what's right isn't a rational decision, or even what works on paper. Sometimes leaving is the best course of action after all.

And acceptance is the answer to all my problems today. ... I can find no serenity until I accept that person place thing or situation as being exactly the way it is supposed to be at this moment.

Men living in democratic times have many passions, but most of their passions either end in the love of riches, or proceed from it.

There is true freedom in letting go.

Both political parties have a richly vested interest in corporate corruption.

I think we have to talk about educating the people for critical consciousness about what anarchy is.

Truth is relative, and there is always something missing in truth that prevents it from being perfect.

One of the cosmic laws, I think, is that whatever we hold in our thought will come true in our experience.