"This whole place is diseased by the presence of everybody but myself."
- Charles Bukowski
"The reason that I cannot manage stupid people is that I always want them not to be stupid, instead of using them."
- Aleister Crowley
"I get fairly frantic when I contemplate the idiocy of these goats."
- Aleister Crowley
"Too many people, either through laziness, training, or more likely hard wiring, act as if their squalor is a sign of moral superiority."
- Christopher Hyatt
"The age of greatest events will, in spite of all that, be the age of the most meagre effects if men are made of rubber and are too elastic."
- Nietzsche
"The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents."
- H.P. Lovecraft
"Is it a victimless crime if the sheep is willing?"
- Craig Heimbichner (in Blood on the Altar)
"If I refuse to hang out with folks who don't bathe regularly, does this make me "unfraternal"?"
- Keith418
"A society that methodically quashes wise men ends up taking delight in insanity, to the point where it can no longer see this insanity for what it really is, since there is nothing to compare it against"
- Chantal Delsol
"The desire for equality, combined with the now-established certainty that not everyone can acheive a basic minimum of happiness, leads to the generalization of mediocrity."
- Chantal Delsol
"There are purse-proud penniless ones that stand at the door of the tavern and prate of their feats of wine-bibbing
There are purse-proud penniless ones that stand at the door of the tavern and revile the guests."
- LXV (IV:11-12)
"[...]every class, as a class, is almost sure to have more defects than qualities. As soon as you put men together, they somehow sink, corporatively, below the level of the worst of the individuals composing it."
- Aleister Crowley
"The type of tailless simian who finds himself a mere forked radish in a universe of giants clamouring for hors d'oeuvres must take refuge from Reality in Freudian phantasies of 'God'. He winces at the touch of Truth; and shivers at his nakedness in Nature.
He therefore invents a cult of fear and shame, and makes it presumption and blasphemy to possess courage and self-respect. He burrows in the slime of "Reverence, and godly fear" and makes himself houses of his own excrement, like the earthworm he is. He shams dead, like other vile insects, at the approach of danger; he tries to escape notice by assuming the colour and form of his surroundings, using 'protective mimicry' like certain other invertebrates.
He exudes stink or ink like the skunk or the cuttle-fish, calling the one Morality and the other Decency. He is slippery with Hypocrisy, like a slug; and, labelling the totality of his defects Perfection, defines God as Faeces so that he may flatter himself with the epithet divine. The whole manoeuvre is described as Religion."