I Have Reached The Conclusion

We Are An Age Without Leaders. We Stopped Having Leaders At The End Of The 20th Century

To Be Good Or Bad Doesn't Count: Life Out In This World Doesn't Depend On That. It Depends On A Relation Of Forces Based On Violence. And Survival Is Violence. You'll Wear Leather Shoes Because Someone Has Killed A Cow And Skinned It To Make Leather.

America's A Hard School, I Know, But Hard Schools Make Excellent Graduates.

One Day You And I Will Have To Have A Little Talk About This Business Called Love. I Still Don't Understand What It's All About. My Guess Is That It's Just A Gigantic Hoax, Invented To Keep People Quiet And Diverted. Everyone Talks About Love: The Priests, The Advertising Posters, The Literati, And The Politicians, Those Of Them Who Make Love. And In Speaking Of Love And Offering It As A Panacea For Every Tragedy, They Would And Betray And Kill Both Body And Soul.

In The Legends That Males Have Invented To Explain Life, The First Human Creature Is A Man Named Adam. Eve Arrives Later, To Give Him Pleasure And Cause Trouble. In The Paintings That Adorn Churches, God Is An Old Man With A Beard, Never An Old Woman With White Hair. And All The Heroes Are Males: From Prometheus Who Discovered Fire To Icarus Who Tried To Fly, On Down To Jesus Whom They Call The Son Of God And Of The Holy Spirit, Almost As Though The Woman Giving Birth To Him Were An Incubator Or A Wetnurse.