The Essence Of Pleasure Is Spontaneity.

Women Who Were Housewives, Who Were Pretty Miserable ... Felt Inspired By Her Book And Their Life Changed. They Didn't Become Megastars, But They Became A Librarian Or Something. I've Heard Women Say Again And Again When The Subject Of Germaine Comes Up: 'well, Her Book Changed My Life For The Better.' And They'll Be Modest Women Living Pretty Ordinary Lives, But Better Lives.

The Fear Of Freedom Is Strong In Us. We Call It Chaos Or Anarchy, And The Words Are Threatening. We Live In A True Chaos Of Contradicting Authorities, An Age Of Conformism Without Community, Of Proximity Without Communication. We Could Only Fear Chaos If We Imagined That It Was Unknown To Us, But In Fact We Know It Very Well.

Every Time A Man Unburdens His Heart To A Stranger He Reaffirms The Love That Unites Humanity.

The Hippie Is The Scion Of Surplus Value. The Dropout Can Only Claim Sanctity In A Society Which Offers Something To Be Dropped Out Of--career, Ambition, Conspicuous Consumption. The Effects Of Hippie Sanctimony Can Only Be Felt In The Context Of Others Who Plunder His Lifestyle For What They Find Good Or Profitable, A Process Known As Rip-off By The Hippie, Who Will Not See How Savagely He Has Pillaged Intricate And Demanding Civilizations For His Own Parodic Lifestyle.

Consensus Politics Means That You Cannot Afford To Give The Many-headed Beast, The Public, Anything To Vote Against, For Voting Against Is What Gargantuan Pseudodemocracy Has To Come Down To.