Robert Anton Wilson Quotes - Page 9

[Red Dirt Marijuana] contains most of the great short stories in English that are not by Mr. Hemingway or Mr. O'Hara.

Editors always amputate the brain first and preserve a good-looking corpse.

There's a seeker born every minute.

Hippies generally aren't busy with anything except feeling sorry for themselves.

Ye have cast out yer brothers for devils and now complain ye, lamenting, that ye've been left to fight alone.

History, sociology, economics, psychology et al. confirmed Joyce's view of Everyman as victim.

The Grail is the womb of the beloved.

People have murdered each other, in massive wars and guerilla actions, for many centuries, and still murder each other in the present, over Ideologies and Religions which, stated as propositions, appear neither true nor false to modern logicians- meaningless propositions that look meaningful to the linguistically naive.

The easiest way to get brainwashed is to be born.

Since things are moving faster and faster, we cannot afford the amount of stupidity that we used to be able to tolerate.

There is one universal sex law: Sex shall not be unregulated.

I'm not an anarchist any longer, because I've concluded that anarchism is an impractical ideal.

MR. KHARIS: 'Does Mr. Celine seriously suggest that the United States Government is in need of a guardian?' MR. CELINE: 'I am merely offering a way out for your client. Any private individual with a record of such incessant murder and robbery would be glad to cop an insanity plea. Do you insist that your client was in full possession of its reason at Wounded Knee? At Hiroshima? At Dresden?' JUSTICE IMMHOTEP: 'You become facetious, Mr. Celine.' MR. CELINE: 'I have never been more serious.

Masturbation is not the happiest form of sexuality, but the most advisable for him who wants to be alone and think.

I read everything, including the labels on canned food. I'm a hopeless print addict, a condition alleviated only by daily meditation which breaks the linear-Aristotelian trance. National Lampoon, Scientific American are what I read most obsessively.

I am filled with fear and tormented with terrible visions of pain. Everywhere people are hurting one another, the planet is rampant with injustices, whole societies plunder groups of their own people, mothers imprison sons, children perish while brothers war. O, woe.

Everyone look around and see if you can spot the NARCS. They're the ones who look like hippies.

I'm using myself as a typical 20th century model as I'm trying to make sense out of the world around me.

Philadelphia merely seems dull because it's next to exciting Camden, New Jersey.