I don’t want to earn my living; I want to live.

Now if you think you do have rights, one last assignment for you. Next time you’re at the computer, get on the Internet, go to Wikipedia. When you get to Wikipedia, in the search field for Wikipedia, I want you to type in “Japanese Americans 1942” and you’ll find out all about your precious fucking rights, Okay? All right. You know about it. In 1942, there were 110,000 Japanese American citizens in good standing, law-abiding people who were thrown into internment camps simply because their parents were born in the wrong country. That’s all they did wrong. They had no right to a lawyer, no right to a fair trial, no right to a jury of their peers no right to due process of any kind. The only right they had: “Right this way” into the internment camps! Just when these American citizens needed their rights the most, their government took them away! And rights aren’t rights if someone can take them away. They’re privileges. That’s all we’ve ever had in this country, is a bill of temporary privileges. And if you read the news even badly, you know that every year the list gets shorter and shorter. You see all, sooner or later. Sooner or later, the people in this country are gonna realize the government does not give a fuck about them! The government doesn’t care about you, or your children, or your rights, or your welfare or your safety. It simply does not give a fuck about you! It’s interested in its own power. That’s the only thing. Keeping it and expanding it wherever possible.

The State is not armed with superior wit or honesty, but with superior strength. I was not born to be forced. I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is strongest.

Anarchism is not a romantic fable but the hardheaded realization, based on five thousand years of experience, that we cannot entrust the management of our lives to kings, priests, politicians, generals, and county commissioners.

Despising every power, social and political, which is founded on violence, I am for the individual, and the people have misunderstood me. The government in which I believe is that which is based on the mere moral sanction of men. Buddha, Moses, Plato, Socrates, Christ and Schopenhauer are to me the real sovereigns; for they rule not by force of armies and money, but by moral authority. Just as I hate a hereditary potentate, so do I hate a cheap parliament. A political party has never accomplished anything for humanity. Individuals and geniuses have been the pioneers of every reform and of progress. The real law lives in our hearts. If our hearts are empty, no law or political reform can fill them.

I don’t want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.

I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things.

A man should look as if he had bought his clothes with intelligence, put them on with care, and then forgotten all about them.

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Things I believe with all my heart.

(via ysvoice)

The Pledge of Allegiance was written in 1892 by the nationalist socialist Francis Bellamy. The term “allegiance” refers to the duty of obedience and subordination that medieval serfs owed to their feudal lord – their “liege.”

The American founders, by contrast, waged and won a revolution against the Old World idea that we owe allegiance to our governments; the United States was founded on the opposite principle, that our governments owe allegiance to us.

There was another life that I might have had, but I am having this one.

My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.

Few is the number who think with their own minds and feel with their own hearts.

When a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.

I believe in me. I’m a little screwed up but I’m beautiful.