Guns don’t kill people; people kill people. Of course, people with guns kill more people. But that’s only natural. It’s hard. But it’s fair.
Life is unfair. And it’s not fair that life is unfair.
Not all questions can be answered.
An economic system which can only expand or expire must be false to all that is human.
A man on foot, on horseback or on a bicycle will see more, feel more, enjoy more in one mile than the motorized tourists can in a hundred miles.
Ah yes, the head is full of books. The hard part is to force them down through the bloodstream and out through the fingers.
Instant communication is not communication at all but merely a frantic, trivial, nerve-wracking bombardment of cliches, threats, fads, fashions, gibberish and advertising.
I despise my own nation most. Because I know it best. Because I still love it, suffering from Hope. For me, that’s patrotism.
God is a sound people make when they’re too tired to think anymore.
When guns are outlawed, only the Government will have guns. The Government – and a few outlaws. If that happens, you can count me among the outlaws.
Belief in the supernatural reflects a failure of the imagination.
We are preoccupied with time. If we could learn to love space as deeply as we are now obsessed with time, we might discover a new meaning in the phrase to live like men.
Is the Archbishop’s blessing any more meaningful than the Politician’s handshake? The come, they go, with bigger things than us on their minds.
The extreme clarity of the desert light is equaled by the extreme individuation of desert life forms. Love flowers best in openness and freedom.
Generally speaking, it’s a matter of only mild intellectual interest to me whether the earth goes around the sun or the sun goes around the earth. In fact, I don’t care a rat’s ass either way.
One thing more dangerous than getting between a grizzly sow and her cub is getting between a businessman and a dollar bill.
Beware of the man who has no enemies.
The rebel is doomed to a violent death. The rest of us can look forward to sedated expiration in a coma inside an oxygen tent, with tubes inserted in every bodily orifice.
This is the most beautiful place on Earth. There are many such places. Every man, every woman, carries in heart and mind the image of the ideal place, the right place, the one true home, known or unknown, actual or visionary.
All revolutions have failed? Perhaps. But rebellion for good cause is self- justifying – a good in itself. Rebellion transforms slaves into human beings, if only for an hour.