Between The Subject And The Object Lies

What I Am Is A Heretic Who's Recanted, And Thereby In Everyone's Eyes Saved His Soul. Everyone's Eyes But One, Who Knows Deep Down Inside That All He Has Saved Is His Skin.

In The High Country Of The Mind One Has To Become Adjusted To The Thinner Air Of Uncertainty.

What I Mean (and Everybody Else Means) By The Word 'quality' Cannot Be Broken Down Into Subjects And Predicates. This Is Not Because Quality Is So Mysterious But Because Quality Is So Simple, Immediate And Direct.

Is It Hard?' Not If You Have The Right Attitudes. Its Having The Right Attitudes Thats Hard.

We Have Artists With No Scientific Knowledge And Scientists With No Artistic Knowledge And Both With No Spiritual Sense Of Gravity At All, And The Result Is Not Just Bad, It Is Ghastly.