Once again I choose to quote the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change. (If somebody were to ask why I believe that organization instead of one that made opposing claims, I suppose I would say: Ab...
Thus the protagonist of this Dream of mine is ooze, here and forever call'd
We each must fulfill our own obligation.
Are you a censor? Do you tell people not to say girl? Shame on you! If nothing offends you, you’re a saint or you’re psychotic. If a few things offend you, deal with them--fairly. If you’re often offe...
Do you want to know what happiness is? Happiness is the absence of unpleasant information.
In the Hitler years we still believed in books enough to burn them. Imagine,
I’ve never shot a civilian except when under orders.
The things you love too much perish—After Shostakovich and Volkov, p. 78. The composer goes on: You have to treat everything with irony, especially the things you hold dear.
What do you get when you cross a nymphomaniac with a kleptomaniac? A rapist, said Tyler.
When it comes to revolutionaries, trust only the sad ones. The enthusiastic ones are the oppressors of tomorrow.
23 He dreamed that a bomb was singing to him. From far away, the bomb was coming to marry him. The bomb was his destiny, falling on him, screaming.
Evil is one thing. Evil's only subjective. Illegal is another.
I've come to recognize that questions of law and justice are at the same time questions of power.
Life is an extended camping trip. With a leaky, inferior tent one runs no more risk of rain than anyone else; but if it does rain, the person in the cheap tent chances soaking in his sleeping bag, and...
On the radio, Klavdia Sulzhenko sang The Blue Kerchief. The war had died; that song was getting old; then again, so was I. But
So many revolutionaries are intellectuals, a class of people whose aspirations tend to run ahead of their capabilities. Just
Standing on your own feet, naturally, is as tiresome and dangerous as standing your ground; and when the wild dogs begin to circle grinning round you with their dripping tongues hanging out and you kn...
The awareness in an animal’s eyes is alien beyond knowledge, whereas the gaze from within the dark-glass haunted him because he nearly comprehended it.
Well let the gentlemen of the bourgeoisie remember Berlin any way they please. As Comrade Khruschev promised us, we will bury them.
As a certain classical slaveholder once wrote, nothing is more painful than days of joy recollected in days of misery. So
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