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“Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.”
― William S. Burroughs, The Job: Interviews with William S. Burroughs

“If i cherish you because I hold you dear, because in you my heart finds nourishment, my need satisfaction, then it is not done for the sake of a higher essence whose hallowed body you are, not on account of my beholding in you a ghost, an appearing spirit, but from egoistic pleasure; you yourself with *your* essence are valuable to me.”
― Max Stirner, The Ego and Its Own

“I am not nothing in the sense of emptiness, but I am the creative nothing, the nothing out of which I myself as creator create everything.”
― Max Stirner, The Ego and Its Own

“And what is our trickery, shrewdness, courage, obduracy? What else but - mind!”
― Max Stirner, The Ego and Its Own

“The spirit is free spirit, i. e. really spirit, only in a world of its own; in "this," the world, it is a stranger. Only through a spiritual world is the spirit really spirit, for "this" world does not understand it and does not know how to keep "the maiden from a foreign land" from departing.

But where is it to get this spiritual world? Where but out of itself? It must reveal itself; and the words that it speaks, the revelations in which it unveils itself, these are its world. As a visionary lives and has his world only in the visionary pictures that he himself creates, as a crazy man generates for himself his own dream-world, without which he could not be crazy, so the spirit must create for itself its spirit world, and is not spirit till it creates it.

Thus its creations make it spirit, and by its creatures we know it, the creator; in them it lives, they are its world.”
― Max Stirner, The Ego and Its Own

“Yes, the whole world is haunted! Only is haunted? Nay, it itself "walks," it is uncanny through and through, it is the wandering seeming body of a spirit, it is a spook. What else should a ghost be, then, than an apparent body, but real spirit? Well, the world is "empty," is "naught," is only glamorous "semblance"; its truth is the spirit alone; it is the seeming-body of a spirit.

Look out near or far, a ghostly world surrounds you everywhere; you are always having "apparitions" or visions. Everything that appears to you is only the phantasm of an indwelling spirit, is a ghostly "apparition"; the world is to you only a "world of appearances," behind which the spirit walks. You "see spirits.”
― Max Stirner, The Ego and Its Own

“There are similarities between hot air and excrement,
incidentally, which make hot air seem an especially suitable
equivalent for bullshit. Just as hot air is speech that has been
emptied of all informative content, so excrement is matter from
which everything nutritive has been removed. Excrement may be
regarded as the corpse of nourishment, what remains when the
vital elements in food have been exhausted. In this respect,
excrement is a representation of death which we ourselves
produce and which, indeed, we cannot help producing in the very
process of maintaining our lives. Perhaps it is for making death so
intimate that we find excrement so repulsive. In any event, it
cannot serve the purposes of sustenance, any more than hot air
can serve those of communication.”
― Harry G. Frankfurt, On Bullshit

“As conscious beings, we exist only in response to other things, and
we cannot know ourselves at all without knowing them.
Moreover, there is nothing in theory, and certainly nothing in
experience, to support the extraordinary judgment that it is the
truth about himself that is the easiest for a person to know. Facts
about ourselves are not peculiarly solid and resistant to skeptical
dissolution. Our natures are, indeed, elusively insubstantial —
notoriously less stable and less inherent than the natures of other
things. And insofar as this is the case, sincerity itself is bullshit.”
― Harry G. Frankfurt, On Bullshit

“Apparently people don't like the truth, but I do like it; I like it because it upsets a lot of people. If you show them enough times that their arguments are bullshit, then maybe just once, one of them will say, 'Oh! Wait a minute - I was wrong.' I live for that happening. Rare, I assure you”
― Lemmy Kilmister

“Bullshit is the glue that binds us as a nation.”
― George Carlin

“Our natures are, indeed, elusively insubstantial—notoriously less stable and less inherent than the nature of other things. And insofar as this is the case, sincerity itself is bullshit.”
― Harry G. Frankfurt, On Bullshit

“Death is our only remedy. We imagine heaven.
There is no suffering there, we say. There is no sex
there, we say. We mean, there is no culture there.
We mean, there is no gender there. We dream that
death will release us from suffering—from guilt, sex,
the body. We recognize the body as the source of our
suffering. We dream of a death which will mean freedom from it because here on earth, in our bodies,
we are fragmented, anguished—either men or women,
bound by the very fact of a particularized body to a role
which is annihilating, totalitarian, which forbids us any
real self-becoming or self-realization.”
― Andrea Dworkin

“I want writers to write books as actions. I
want writers to write books that can make a difference
in how, and even why, people live. I want writers to
write books that are worth being jailed for, worth
fighting for, and should it come to that in this country,
worth dying for.”
― Andrea Dworkin, Woman Hating

“standard forms are imposed in dress, behavior,
sexual relation, punctuation. standard form s are imposed on consciousness and behavior—on knowing and
expressing— so that we will not presume freedom , so
that freedom will appear —in all its particulars — impossible and unworkable, so that we will not know what
telling the truth is, so that we will not feel compelled
to tell it, so that we will spend our time and our holy
human energy telling the necessary lies.
standard forms are sometimes called conventions,
conventions are mightier than armies, police, and prisons. each citizen becomes the enforcer, the doorkeeper,
an instrument o f the Law, an unfeeling guard punching his fellow man hard in the belly.”
― Andrea Dworkin, Woman Hating