In The Modern World, All Literary Art

May Your Trails Be Crooked, Winding, Lonesome, Dangerous, Leading To The Most Amazing View. May Your Mountains Rise Into And Above The Clouds.

I Hold No Preference Among Flowers, So Long As They Are Wild, Free, Spontaneous.

I Love America Because It Is A Confused, Chaotic Mess - And I Hope We Can Keep It This Way For At Least Another Thousand Years. The Permissive Society Is The Free Society.

Who Needs Astrology? The Wise Man Gets By On Fortune Cookies.

The Ideal Society Can Be Described, Quite Simply, As That In Which No Man Has The Power Of Means To Coerce Others.