You hide it well, but I can see it, Lord Verniers. You hate us. We have beaten you to obedience but it's still there, like dry tinder waiting for a spark.

Divinity retains the appearance of insight, when in reality it celebrates ignorance. Its tenets are so much clay, and when the clay sets, it becomes dogma.

Nothing like the pure, unpolluted air we get to breathe in these mountains, and nothing like being away from cities.

Writin’ Is Fightin'!

Someday I hope to write a book where the royalties will pay for the copies I give away.

A great deal of phenomenal experience has fostered in me a flexibility of the mind and imagination that some might call madness

In their early passions women are in love with the lover, later they are in love with love.

Everything that is, was, and will be, eternally IS, even the countless forms, which are finite and perishable only in their objective, not in their ideal Form.

If I'm in danger then it's usually my fault and it's up to me to get myself out of it. I am not in it just to get an adrenalin rush. No way!

I've always believed that dreams were both the love letters and the hate mail of the subconscious.

It is difficult to be funny and great at the same time. Aristophanes and Moliere and Mark Twain must sit below Aristotle and Bossuet and Emerson.

I can't wait to see how Dan and I will look when we are older.