One smart reader is worth a thousand boneheads.

Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.

On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.

The demagogue is one who preaches doctrines he knows to be untrue to men he knows to be idiots.

The whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace alarmed (and hence clamorous to be led to safety) by menacing it with an endless series of hobgoblins, all of them imaginary.

Morality is doing what is right, no matter what you are told. Religion is doing what you are told, no matter what is right.

Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats.

Democracy is a pathetic belief in the collective wisdom of individual ignorance.

The urge to save humanity is almost always a false front for the urge to rule.

It is inaccurate to say that I hate everything. I am strongly in favor of common sense, common honesty, and common decency. This makes me forever ineligible for public office.

Democracy is also a form of worship. It is the worship of Jackals by Jackasses.

The sun was good. The men of the llano were men of the sun. The men of the farms along the river were men of the moon. But we were all children of the white sun.

I think me leaving Detroit shaped my style. Me leaving, going to New York, going to L.A. and seeing what they were doing there. I think that inspired me more than what people were doing back home.

Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly.

Jan van Riebeeck's arrival in Cape Town was the beginning of all South Africa's problems.

If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heaven. No more damned magic.

Interfere with the reality of my world, and you therefore take the very life and heart out of my will.

Only when he voluntarily chooses that which he inexorably must do, has man any free will at all.

Your center of mass is a place you cannot visit but you always carry with you. Like memories, it is part of life's baggage.

In poetically well built museums, formed from the heart's compulsions, we are consoled not by finding in them old objects that we love, but by losing all sense of Time.

We must get to the place of real solitude with Christ. He is our mountain-height and our sea-calm.