We are, to my great delight, reading Anti-Oedipus in the reading group I am a member of. It is a great stimulation and comfort to return to this work, to find new ideas and rediscover old ones. Here is one fabulous nugget (p. 23) that reveals D&G’s humorous-and-yet-dead-serious style:
There are those who will maintain that the schizo is incapable of uttering the word I, and that we must restore his ability to pronounce this hallowed word. All of which the schizo sums up by saying: they’re fucking me over again.
Path to the Possible 