Contrary to the ecologists, nature does not stand still and does not maintain the kind of equilibrium that guarantees the survival of any particular species - least of all the survival of her greatest and most fragile product: man.

Get the hell out of my way!

Anyone who fights for the future, lives in it today.

I can accept anything, except what seems to be the easiest for most people: the half-way, the almost, the just-about, the in-between.

If you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood, blood running down his chest, his knees buckling, his arms trembling but still trying to hold the world aloft with the last of his strength, and the greater his effort the heavier the world bore down upon his shoulders - What would you tell him?"

I…don't know. What…could he do? What would you tell him?"

To shrug.

Definitions are the guardians of rationality, the first line of defense against the chaos of mental disintegration.