Journalism has a special, hallowed place for stories of its practitioners' persecution.

In the last James Bond movie, the villain was a culture captain, a tycoon of culture, a Murdoch figure. It's not as if people don't know what is going on.

For-profit higher education is today a booming industry, feeding on the student loans handed out to the desperate.

Massive inequality, we have learned, isn't the best way to run an economy after all. And when you think about it, it's also profoundly ugly.

Bad government is the natural product of rule by those who believe government is bad.

When money is exchanged for pregnancy, some believe, surrogacy comes close to organ-selling, or even baby-selling.

Promises to get beyond partisanship are the most perfunctory sort of campaign rhetoric, almost as empty as the partisanship itself.

I was in a bad mood when I wrote that.

I think there's great potential for autonomy, but we have to remember that we live in a world where people may have free will but have not invented their circumstances.

What becomes fascinating is the way the culture industry doesn't deny it and doesn't try to mitigate it, but tries to sell its products as a way of liberating oneself.

These days, of course, the focus of talk about popular liberation through products is mostly associated with the Internet. I've been collecting computer ads and ads dealing with Internet industries.

I've forgotten most of what I've read and, frankly, it never seemed very important to me or to the world.

If your tendency is to make sense out of chaos, start chaos.

I know that whenever I think about death, I come up against a stone wall.

Guys will definitely settle for women who get the joke. But a woman who can make you laugh? It's not high on a guy's must list. Perhaps it should be.

We pick out a text here and there to make it serve our turn; whereas , if we take it all together, and considered what went before and what followed after, we should find it meant no such thing.

I love horseback riding. I still do it.

I read Eve Ensler and thought it was fabulous. Not only that, but it was really the only thing I could relate to about cancer.

Science is wonderful, science is important, and so are children, so are young people, and so what could be better than to write a science book for young people?

Commit yourself to taking enough risks that you will fail some of the time. If you're not failing, we're not doing something sufficiently difficult or creative.

I'm not going to hold my breath because life goes on. Life is too short to sit around moaning about what could have been or what was.