Tourist man: Pardon me, officer, can you tell us where Orchard Street is?
Cop: See that naked Chinese guy?
Tourist man: Ummm...Yeah.
Cop: Walk down to him and make a left.

About suffering they were never wrong, The Old Masters; how well, they understood Its human position; how it takes place While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;

"I just—Christ, I just need a goddamn minute, you know?" he said.

I think the poem’s pretty hot, probably the best poem in the English language since “Song of Myself.”

I have always imagined that paradise will be a kind of library.

Thought is only a flash in the middle of a long night, but the flash that means everything.

A person may cause evil to others not only by his actions but by his inaction, and in either case he is justly accountable to them for the injury.

Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all?

There is a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can’t take part; you can’t even passively take part, and you’ve got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you’ve got to make it stop.

Human rights groups and journalists have documented hundreds of cases of detainee abuse from Guantanamo, Afghanistan, and Iraq since early 2002.