I act like I'm 14, if you haven't figured that out yet.
You've got to be hurt and upset; otherwise you can't think of the really good, penetrating, X-rayish phrases.
People will come to love their oppression, to adore the technologies that undo their capacities to think.
The victim of mind-manipulation does not know that he is a victim. To him, the walls of his prison are invisible, and he believes himself to be free.
Experience is not what happens to you; it's what you do with what happens to you.
The people who kill and torture and tell lies in the name of their sacred causes, these are never the publicans and the sinners. No, they're the virtuous, respectable men, who have the finest feelings, the best brains, the noblest ideals.
There will be in the next generation or so a pharmacological method of making people love their servitude and producing dictatorship without tears, so to speak, producing a kind of painless concentration camp for entire societies so that people will in fact have their liberties taken away from them but will rather enjoy it.
I think if you show up and you work hard and you're straightforward, you can always create your own opportunities. I hope I'm right.
Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar.
Whose life is it, anyway?
The spiritual desire for poetry can be overwhelming, so much do I need it to experience and name my own perilous depths and vast spaces, my own well-being.