The immense and ever increasing sums which the state wrings from the people are never enough for it; it mortgages the income of future generations, and steers resolutely toward bankruptcy.

Competition is the law of the jungle, but cooperation is the law of civilization

The hopeless don't revolt, because revolution is an act of hope.

Everywhere you will find that the wealth of the wealthy springs from the poverty of the poor.

The law has no claim to human respect. It has no civilizing mission; its only purpose is to protect exploitation.

Where there is authority, there is no freedom.

Think about the world you want to live and work in. What do you need to know to build the world? Demand that your teachers teach you that.

Have not prisons - which kill all will and force of character in man, which enclose within their walls more vices than are met with on any other spot of the globe - always been universities of crime?

In existing States a fresh law is looked upon as a remedy for evil. Instead of themselves altering what is bad, people begin by demanding a law to alter it.

Poverty, the existence of the poor, was the first cause of riches.

When we have but the will to do it, that very moment will Justice be done: that very instant the tyrants of the Earth shall bite the dust.

Your job today is to pass gas. You do that and we can start feeding you liquids. No fart, no food.

Longevity is highly over rated.

Who Are You? What do you want? Where Are You Going? Who do you serve and who do you trust?

During the darkest periods in recent history, of course, the most subversive things you could do is think, read if you can get the material and remind yourself that love exists.

Oh, I was never a very big Jim Woodring fan. I've never thought his work was that great.

Every day confirms my opinion on the superiority of a vicious life, and if Virtue is not its own reward, I don't know any other stipend annexed to it.

God's great cosmic joke on the human race was requiring that men and women live together in marriage

I like the public hot-tub at the hotels. I like when a guy is already in there, I say, "Hey, do you mind if I join you?" Then I go turn the heat up, and I add some carrots and onions.

Cram nailed his colours to the mast and threw down the Great Pretender

The man creates a pseudonym and hides behind it like a worm