Quotes About Society

How many serial killer stories does one nation need? Give me hero stories any day.

The refinement of an individual or a society is measured by the yardstick of how well greed and desires are controlled.

Nobody has to care anymore, we can even leave the whole scene to itself with Japanese fornicating machines fornicating chemical dolls on and on, with Robot Hospitals and Calculator Machine Crematories and just go off and be free in the Universe!

This is the story of America. Everybody's doing what they think they're supposed to do.

I feel guilty for being a member of the human race.

my karma was to be born in America where nobody has any fun or believes in anything, especially freedom.

i wish the whole world was dead serious about food instead of silly rockets and machines and explosives using everybody's food money to blow their heads off anyway.

America is a lonely crock of shit...

Somebody had tipped the American continent like a pinball machine and all the goofballs had come rolling to LA in the southwest corner. I cried for all of us. There was no end to the American sadness and the American madness. Someday we'll all start laughing and roll on the ground when we realize how funny it's been.

And he had a nice home in Ohio with wife, daughter, Christmas tree, two cars, garage, lawn, lawnmower, but he couldn't enjoy any of it because he really wasn't free. It was sadly true.

A poet is a blind optimist. The world is against him for many reasons. But the poet persists. He believes that he is on the right track, no matter what any of his fellow men say. In his eternal search for truth, the poet is alone. He tries to be timeless in a society built on time.

O Rosey, why don't you stay just home and eat chocolate bars and read Boswell all this society-izing will bring you nothing but lines of anxiety on your face -- and a sociable smile ain't nothing but teeth

In seeking to severely penalize criminals society by putting the criminals away behind safe walls actually provide them with the means of greater strength for future atrocities glorious and otherwise.

They put spotlights on me standing there in the road in jeans and workclothes, with the big woeful rucksack a-back, and asked:-Where are you going? which is precisely what they asked me a year later under Television floodlights in New York, Where are you going?-Just as you cant explain to the police, you cant explain to society Looking for peace.

You'd never care to plant some roots in society, I suppose," mused the other.

All our best men are laughed at in this nightmare land but the newspapers preen in virtue - Throughout the world the left & right the east & west, are both vicious

This is the story of America. Everybody's doing what they think they're supposed to do.

The world was upsidedown hanging in an ocean of endless space and here were all these people sitting in theatres watching movies

Everyone looked like a broken-down movie extra, a withered starlet; disenchanted stunt-men, midget auto-racers, poignant California characters with their end-of-the-continent sadness, handsome, decadent, Casanova-ish men, puffy-eyed motel blondes, hustlers, pimps, whores, masseurs, bellhops-- a lemon lot, and how's a man going to make a living with a gang like that?

I wished the whole world was dead serious about food instead of silly rockets and machines and explosives using everybody's food money to blow their heads off anyway.

Her unimpeachable dignity was the thing that made her poor in a wild old whorehouse.

It's hypocrisy of men makes these hills grim

De?i?im toplumun s?hhatidir.

I suddenly began to realize that everybody in America is a natural-born thief. I was getting the bug myself.