I Write To Discover What I Think.

In Fast-moving, Progress-conscious America, The Consumer Expects To Be Dizzied By Progress. If He Could Completely Understand Advertising Jargon He Would Be Badly Disappointed. The Half-intelligibility Which We Expect, Or Even Hope, To Find In The Latest Product Language Personally Reassures Each Of Us That Progress Is Being Made: That The Pace Exceeds Our Ability To Follow.

The Computer Can Help Us Find What We Know Is There. But The Book Remains Our Symbol And Our Resource For The Unimagined Question And The Unwelcome Answer.

Disagreement Produces Debate But Dissent Produces Dissension. Dissent (which Come From The Latin, Dis And Sentire) Means Originally To Feel Apart From Others. People Who Disagree Have An Argument, But People Who Dissent Have A Quarrel. People May Disagree And Both May Count Themselves In The Majority. But A Person Who Dissents Is By Definition In A Minority. A Liberal Society Thrives On Disagreement But Is Killed By Dissension. Disagreement Is The Life Blood Of Democracy, Dissension Is Its Cancer.

What Preoccupies Us, Then, Is Not God As A Fact Of Nature, But As A Fabrication Useful For A God-fearing Society. God Himself Becomes Not A Power But An Image.

The Courage To Imagine The Otherwise Is Our Greatest Resource, Adding Color And Suspense To All Our Life.