Man Was Created To Complete The Horse.

The Absurd Vanity Of Metaphysicians Who Like To Imagine That They Create The World By Thinking About It.

I Wait. Now The Night Flows Back, The Mighty Stillness Embraces And Includes Me; I Can See The Stars Again And The World Of Starlight. I Am Twenty Miles Or More From The Nearest Fellow Human, But Instead Of Loneliness I Feel Loveliness. Loveliness And A Quiet Exultation.

Be Loyal To What You Love, Be True To The Earth, Fight Your Enemies With Passion And Laughter.

Nobody Has So Many Friends That He Can Afford To Lose One.

Humankind Will Not Be Free Until The Last Kremlin Commissar Is Strangled With The Entrails Of The Last Pentagon Chief Of Staff.