Who is my trainer? God Who is my sparring partner? God Who is my cornerman?
If life is the in-breath and death the out-breath we presume that by ridding ourselves of death we’ll live an infinite in-breath
I have a tendency to overreact When people tell me to get lost By taking them literally and serio… Which is literally how I found Go… Seriously!
It wasn’t false modesty exactly You might call it un-unpretentious if you were being pretentious
Human beings would be hopeless but for God being hopelessly in love with us
Feminism’s big mistake is thinking it can use a power vac… to clean up the patriarchy’s mess
The truth staring us in the face Is always our own reflection– Seeing ourselves backwards Providing just enough distance For us to acknowledge the truth
If you give people enough space You’ll be amazed By their flexibility If you give people enough cyberspa… You’ll be aghast
I have a different problem: there are no feelings to express my words
As ever There is the easy way And the hard way The hard way Is being condemned to a freedom
I have just complet– ed my memoirs: One Hundred Years of Solid Food
It’s important to me to live in a… with museums, big league sports, n… so that I can enjoy staying home Baltimore has a subway I’ve never… When I lived in Los Angeles I ac…
Most lives are lived in service to one institution or another but only very recently has this begun to feel
The world has gone to heck And heck is hell Minus the pleasure
To take control Over human beings’ bodies You need only establish regulation Over the reward systems in their b… Because doing this for yourself
