Great Intellects Are Skeptical.

Just As Soon As We Notice That Someone Has To Force Himself To Pay Attention When Dealing And Talking With Us, We Have A Valid Demonstration That He Does Not Love Us Or That He Does Not Love Us Anymore.

I Have Learned To Walk: Ever Since, I Let Myself Run. I Have Learned To Fly: Ever Since, I Do Not Want To Be Pushed Before Moving Along.

"faith" As An Imperative Is A Veto Against Science-in Praxi, It Means Lies At Any Price.

Reality Is Captured In The Categorical Nets Of Language Only At The Expense Of Fatal Distortion.

One Is Not Converted To Christianity; One Must Be Morbid Enough For It.