The tragedy of modern war is that the young men die fighting each other – instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals.
Society is like a stew. If you don’t stir it up every once in a while then a layer of scum floats to the top.
That which today calls itself science gives us more and more information, and indigestible glut of information, and less and less understanding.
There is science, logic, reason there is thought verified by experience. And then there is California.
For myself I hold no preferences among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous. Bricks to all greenhouses! Black thumb and cutworm to the potted plant!
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
Say what you like about my bloody murderous government,’ I says, ‘but don’t insult me poor bleedin’ country.