Hippies generally aren’t busy with anything except feeling sorry for themselves.
People’s belief in their own local reality-tunnels keep us all far stupider than we ought to be...
Here’s to the good Nuns for telling me what books NOT to read!
There are gods, but there is no God; and all gods become devils eventually.
Horror is the natural reaction to the last 5,000 years of history.
There’s a seeker born every minute.
All phenomena are real in some sense, unreal in some sense, meaningless in some sense, real and meaningless in some sense, unreal and meaningless in some sense, and real and unreal and meaningless in some sense.
The abandoned infant’s cry is rage, not fear.
Philadelphia merely seems dull because it’s next to exciting Camden, New Jersey.
Size is not a reality, but a construct of the mind; and space a construct to contain constructs.
Obviously, the faster we process information, the more rich and complex our models or glosses – our reality-tunnels – will become.
Since things are moving faster and faster, we cannot afford the amount of stupidity that we used to be able to tolerate.
Creativity has a touch of the bizarre.
Hysteria is a chaotic and irrational emotional state caused by seeing how the world really operates.
The variables vary too much and the constants aren’t as constant as they seem.
I really dread serious people. Especially serious, dogmatic people. I regard them as sort of what Reich called the emotional plague. I regard them as very dangerous.
I’m using myself as a typical 20th century model as I’m trying to make sense out of the world around me.
We live in an age of artificial scarcity, maintained by ignorance and fear.
My early work is politically anarchist fiction, in that I was an anarchist for a long period of time. I’m not an anarchist any longer, because I’ve concluded that anarchism is an impractical ideal. Nowadays, I regard myself as a libertarian.
Disobedience was man’s Original Virtue.