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Favorite animal: steak. In Mexico we have a word for sushi: bait. I will not eat oysters. I want my food dead- not sick, not wounded - dead. Patriotism is the willingness to kill and be killed for trivial reasons. We owe to the Middle Ages the two worst inventions of humanity - gunpowder and romantic love. We are here and it is now. Further than that all human knowledge is moonshine. The ornament of a house is the friends who frequent it. In the long run we are all dead. People who have no faults are terrible; there is no way to take advantage of them. We would have broken up except for the children. Who were the children? Well, she and I were. I refuse to consign the whole male sex to the nursery. I insist on believing that some men are my equals. The trouble with our times is that the future is not what it used to be. Most of our future lies ahead. The future is much like the present, only longer. Do it big or stay in bed. Opera in English is, in the main, just about as sensible as baseball in Italian. Facts are facts and will not disappear on account of your likes. If you talk to God, you are praying; if God talks to you, you have schizophrenia. Even holligans marry, though they know that marriage is but for a little while. It is alimony that is forever. What a strange illusion it is to suppose that beauty is goodness. In the mirrorlike relationship between wine and human beings, Zinfandel owned more reflective properties than any other grape; in its infinite mutability, it was capable of expressing almost any philosophical position or psychological function. As a result, its own "true" nature might never be known. Lie Down and Roll Over and 159 Other Ways To Say I Love You. Marriage is a wonderful institution, but who would want to live in an institution. Man is only miserable so far as he thinks himself so. The Art of Love: knowing how to combine the temperment of a vampire with the discretion of an anemone. Golf is a game in which you claim the privileges of age, and retain the playthings of childhood. As long as I am an American citizen and American blood runs in these veins, I shall hold myself at liberty to speak, to write, and to publish whatever I please on any subject. Newspapers should have no friends. When vultures watching your civilization begin dropping dead, it is time to pause and wonder. The greatest mystery is not that we have been flung at random between the profusion of matter and of the stars, but that within this prison we can draw from ourselves images powerful enough to deny our nothingness. One watches them on the seashore, all the people, and there is something pathetic, almost wistful in them, as if they wished their lives did not add up to this scaly nullity of possession, but as if they could not escape. It is a dragon that has devoured us all: these obscene, scaly houses, this insatiable struggle and desire to possess, to possess always and in spite of everything, this need to be an owner, lest one be owned. It is too hideous and nauseating. Owners and owned, they are like the two sides of a ghastly disease. One feels a sort of madness come over one, as if the world had become hell. But it is only superimposed: it is only a temporary disease. It can be cleaned away. Class is material consumed. What grape to keep its place in the sun, taught our ancestors to make wine? A country which proposes to make use of modern war as an instrument of policy must possess a highly centralized, all-powerful executive, hence the absurdity of talking about the defense of democracy by force of arms. A democracy which makes or effectively prepares for modern scientific war must necessarily cease to be democratic. A man cannot be comfortable without his own approval. In the modern world, in which thousands of people are dying every hour as a consequence of politics, no writing anywhere can begin to be credible unless it is informed by political awareness and principles. Writers who have neither product utopian trash. Not everybody has to sing the melody. The remarkable thing about Shakespeare is that he really is very good, in spite of all the people who say he is very good. Crude, immoral, vulgar and senseless. I know not, sir whether Bacon wrote the works of Shakespeare, but if he did not it seems to me that he missed the opportunity of his life. Our land is more valuable than your money. As long as the sun shines and the waters flow, this land will be here to give life to men and animals; therefore, we cannot sell this land. It was put here for us by the Great Spirit and we cannot sell it because it does not belong to us. The best hope is that one of these days the ground will get disgusted enough just to walk away - leaving people with nothing more to stand on than what they have so bloody well stood for up to now. A misery is not to be measured from the nature of the evil, but from the temper of the sufferer. By definition, a government has no conscience. Sometimes it has a policy, but nothing more. What once were vices are manners now. Women want mediocre men, and men are working hard to become as mediocre as possible. Examine each question in terms of what is ethically and aesthetically right, as well as what is economically expedient. A thing is right when it tends to preserve the integrity, stability, and beauty of the biotic community. It is wrong when it tends otherwise. Canada is a country so square that even the female impersonators are women. I do not believe the expenditure of $2.50 for a book entitles the purchaser to the personal friendship of the author. A lifetime of happiness! No man alive could bear it: it would be hell on earth. |
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