You can say, ‚Well, isn’t it unfortunate that chaos is represented by the feminine‘ – well, it might be unfortunate, but it doesn’t matter, because that is how it’s represented. It’s been represented like that forever. And there are reasons for it. You can’t change it. It’s not possible. This is underneath everything.

Iraq is no diversion. It is a place where civilization is taking a decisive stand against chaos and terror, we must not waver.

I’m so not macho. It’s crazy. My man cave is so not a man cave.

I feel like the way I was raised was to be able to see through all the titles in this world – from religion to race.

I definitely feel closer to the feminine side of the human being than I do the male – or the American idea of what a male is supposed to be. Just watch a beer commercial and you’ll see what I mean.

When I was in college my girl got me a job at the doctor’s office she was working at. I was a file clerk. No disrespect but I don’t think a man can do that job. It takes so much meticulous and precise file-keeping.

One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.

Previous generations understood about death, and undoubtedly would have seen a reasonable amount of death. Once you get into the Victorian era, you might well have seen the funerals of many of your siblings before you were very old.

Housework never really bothered me… what bothered me about it later was that it was expected to be your life… when you’re a housewife, you are constantly interrupted. You have no space in your life. It isn’t the fact that you do the laundry.

I think any man who lets a woman pick what he should wear… I mean, you gotta draw the line somewhere as a man. I see these guys, ‚My wife told me to wear this!‘ And I just shake my head.

The only difference between the sane and the insane is that the sane have the power to lock up the insane.

The public is wonderfully tolerant. It forgives everything except genius.

Any change is resisted because bureaucrats have a vested interest in the chaos in which they exist.

I think you should always bear in mind that entropy is not on your side.

The working men, I’ll go by and they’ll whistle. At first they whistle because they think, ‚Oh, it’s a girl. She’s got blond hair and she’s not out of shape,‘ and then they say, ‚Gosh, it’s Marilyn Monroe!‘

If you have always believed that everyone should play by the same rules and be judged by the same standards, that would have gotten you labeled a radical 60 years ago, a liberal 30 years ago and a racist today.

Men don’t really like skinny, do they?

I think people should be allowed to do anything they want. We haven’t tried that for a while. Maybe this time it’ll work.

I’m always rather nervous about how you talk about women who are active in politics, whether they want to be talked about as women or as politicians.

Everything the working class has been told to do, the rich do not do. That is my message.

I think a lot of people love to convolute what everyone else does in order to disempower women.

Smooth functioning of social life has always depended on the recognition of certain basic limits to behavior. We cannot simply say or do anything we wish, or offend people, without paying consequences – isolation, ostracism, etc.

Boys will be boys. And even that wouldn’t matter if only we could prevent girls from being girls.

A gender line… helps to keep women not on a pedestal, but in a cage.

It is an interesting question how far men would retain their relative rank if they were divested of their clothes.

A hustler has to deal with danger and risk. It’s part of the game. You cannot control it all, nor would you want to. Chaos, unknown factors are not something to be anxious about.

There is no subject on which more dangerous nonsense is talked and thought than marriage.

Sometimes I’ve been to a party where no one spoke to me for a whole evening. The men, frightened by their wives or sweeties, would give me a wide berth. And the ladies would gang up in a corner to discuss my dangerous character.

Chinese people need to be controlled; otherwise, they will do whatever they want.

I think Americans generally are not used to working very hard, in terms of working for the collective. I think in our country we have taken individualism to its farthest reaches, possibly.

Our modern society – especially in the West, and especially now – reveres youth.

May not the complaint, that common people are above their station, often take its rise in the fact of uncommon people being below theirs?

Men who think that a woman’s past love affairs lessen her love for them are usually stupid and weak.

Why are women… so much more interesting to men than men are to women?

I’m not concerned about all hell breaking loose, but that a PART of hell will break loose… it’ll be much harder to detect.

Comedy isn’t necessarily all dialogue. Think of Buster Keaton: the poker face and all this chaos going on all around him. Sometimes it’s a question of timing, of the proper rhythm.

The vulgar man is always the most distinguished, for the very desire to be distinguished is vulgar.

Chaos often breeds life, when order breeds habit.

Chaotic action is preferable to orderly inaction.

One may no more live in the world without picking up the moral prejudices of the world than one will be able to go to hell without perspiring.

Come on, you can’t name a truck after a chick.

Regardless of what society says, we can’t go on much longer in the sea of immorality without judgment coming.

Conformity is the jailer of freedom and the enemy of growth.

Women’s liberation is just a lot of foolishness. It’s men who are discriminated against. They can’t bear children. And no one is likely to do anything about that.

We do not want the men of another color for our brothers-in-law, but we do want them for our brothers.

The vast majority of human beings dislike and even actually dread all notions with which they are not familiar… Hence it comes about that at their first appearance innovators have generally been persecuted, and always derided as fools and madmen.

I truly believe that women should be financially independent from their men. And let’s face it, money gives men the power to run the show. It gives men the power to define value. They define what’s sexy. And men define what’s feminine. It’s ridiculous.

The more people rationalize cheating, the more it becomes a culture of dishonesty. And that can become a vicious, downward cycle. Because suddenly, if everyone else is cheating, you feel a need to cheat, too.

To study history means submitting to chaos and nevertheless retaining faith in order and meaning.

Either you think, or else others have to think for you and take power from you, pervert and discipline your natural tastes, civilize and sterilize you.

Nothing is as approved as mediocrity, the majority has established it and it fixes its fangs on whatever gets beyond it either way.

If you see everything from the point of view of women being victims in some way, you don’t see the wood for the trees. It is better to be a person than a woman.

Modern cynics and skeptics… see no harm in paying those to whom they entrust the minds of their children a smaller wage than is paid to those to whom they entrust the care of their plumbing.

It was like being in the eye of a hurricane. You’d wake up in a concert and think, Wow, how did I get here?

I have observed that society in general always seems to honor its living conformists and its dead troublemakers.

The basic thing nobody asks is why do people take drugs of any sort? Why do we have these accessories to normal living to live? I mean, is there something wrong with society that’s making us so pressurized, that we cannot live without guarding ourselves against it?

Consciously or unconsciously most of us adhere to what is expected of our role because we realize our social success depends on this. Some may refuse to play this game, but in the end they are marginalized and forced to play the outsider role, with limited options and decreasing freedom as they get older.

If you’re too free, you’re like the way Hong Kong is now. It’s very chaotic.

The battlefield is a scene of constant chaos. The winner will be the one who controls that chaos, both his own and the enemies.

Chaos was the law of nature; Order was the dream of man.

I think in the ’70s that there was a general feeling of chaos, a feeling that the idea of the ’60s as ‚ideal‘ was a misnomer. Nothing seemed ideal anymore. Everything seemed in-between.