Riches I Need Not, Nor Man's Empty

To Use Words To Sense Reality Is Like Going With A Lamp To Search For Darkness.

Who Rules Our Symbols, Rules Us.

If We, Who Live Outside Asylums, Act As If We Lived In A Fictitious World- That Is To Say, If We Are Consistent With Our Beliefs- We Cannot Adjust Ourselves To Actual Conditions, And So Fall Into Many Avoidable Semantic Difficulties. But The So-called Normal Person Practically Never Abides By His Beliefs, And When His Beliefs Are Building For Him A Fictitious World, He Saves His Neck By Not Abiding By Them. A So-called "insane" Person Acts Upon His Beliefs, And So Cannot Adjust Himself To A World Which Is Quite Different From His Fancy.

Identification Makes General Sanity And Complete Adjustment Impossible. Training In Non-identity Plays A Therapeutic Role With Adults.

It Is Amusing To Discover, In The Twentieth Century, That The Quarrels Between Two Lovers, Two Mathematicians, Two Nations, Two Economic Systems, Usually Assumed Insoluble In A Finite Period Should Exhibit One Mechanism, The Semantic Mechanism Of Identification - The Discovery Of Which Makes Universal Agreement Possible, In Mathematics And In Life.