One Must Conform To The Baseness Of

A Man Can't Be Angry At His Own Time Without Suffering Some Damage.

I Also Believe That Few People Remain Completely Untouched By The Thought That Instead Of The Life They Lead There Might Also Be Another, Where All Actions Proceed From A Very Personal State Of Excitement. Where Actions Have Meanings, Not Just Causes. And Where A Person, To Use A Trivial Word, Is Happy, And Not Just Nervously Tormenting Himself.

It's Not The Genius Who Is 100 Years Ahead Of His Time But Average Man Who Is 100 Years Behind It.

Scientific Reason, With Its Strict Conscience, Its Lack Of Prejudice, And Its Determination To Question Every Result Again The Moment It Might Lead To The Least Intellectual Advantage, Does In An Area Of Secondary Interest What We Ought To Be Doing With The Basic Questions Of Life.

But How Do I Get To Having To Write A Book?... It Was A Mother Who Bore Me, Not An Inkwell!