No man is wise enough to be another man's master. Each man's as good as the next -- if not a damn sight better.
I would give ten years off the beginning of my life to see, only once, Tyrannosaurus rex come rearing up from the elms of Central Park, a Morgan police horse screaming in its jaws. We can never have enough of nature.
The very poor are strictly materialistic. It takes money to be a mystic.
I, too, believe in fidelity. But how can I be true to one woman without being false to all the others?
A rancher is a farmer who farms the public lands with a herd of four-legged lawn mowers.
Humility is a virtue when you have no other.
Music begins where words leave off. Music expresses the inexpressible. If there is a Kingdom of Heaven, it lies in music.
No tyranny is so irksome as petty tyranny: the officious demands of policemen, government clerks, and electromechanical gadgets.
Charity should be spontaneous. Calculated altruism is an affront.
For this world that men have made, none of us is bad enough. For the world that made us, none is good enough.
Some people write to please, to soothe, to console. Others to provoke, to challenge, to exasperate and infuriate. I've always found the second approach the more pleasing.
Once upon a time, I dreamed of becoming a great man. Later, a good man. Now, finally, I find it difficult enough and honor enough to be -- a man.
Spartacus, like Jesus, was also crucified by the Romans. And for equally good reasons.
Men have never loved one another much, for reasons we can readily understand: Man is not a lovable animal.
The fire. The odor of burning juniper is the sweetest fragrance on the face of the earth, in my honest judgment; I doubt if all the smoking censers of Dante's paradise could equal it. One breath of juniper smoke, like the perfume of sagebrush after rain, evokes in magical catalysis, like certain music, the space and light and clarity and piercing strangeness of the American West. Long may it burn.
The industrial corporation is the natural enemy of nature.
Music is a savage art, a measured madness.
Saving the world was merely a hobby. My *vocation* has been that of inspector of desert water holes.
The world is older and bigger than we are. This is a hard truth for some folks to swallow.
Government should be weak, amateurish and ridiculous. At present, it fulfills only a third of the role.
Our modern industrial economy takes a mountain covered with trees, lakes, running streams and transforms it into a mountain of junk, garbage, slime pits, and debris.
We're all undesirable elements from somebody's point of view.
I have been a lucky man. But someone has to be.
War: First day in the U.S. Army, the government placed a Bible in my left hand, a bayonet in the other.
Why do I write? I write to entertain my friends and to exasperate our enemies. To unfold the folded lie, to record to truth of our time, and, of course, to promote esthetic bliss.
Follow AzQuotes on Facebook, Twitter and Google+. Every day we present the best quotes! Improve yourself, find your inspiration, share with friends
or simply: