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I Believe That Both Art And The Human Striving For Cognitive Comprehension Are Manifest Forms Of The Grand Game In Which Nothing More Is Stipulated Than The Game's Rules; Both Art And Actively Solicited Perceptions Are But Special Cases Of The Recurring Creative Act To Which We Owe Our Existence.

The Instinctive Need To Be The Member Of A Closely Knit Group Fighting For Common Ideals May Grow So Strong That It Becomes Inessential What These Ideals Are.

All Too Willingly Man Sees Himself As The Centre Of The Universe, As Something Not Belonging To The Rest Of Nature But Standing Apart As A Different And Higher Being. Many People Cling To This Error And Remain Deaf To The Wisest Command Ever Given By A Sage, The Famous "know Thyself" Inscribed In The Temple Of Delphi.

If You Confine Yourself To This Skinnerian Technique, You Study Nothing But The Learning Apparatus And You Leave Out Everything That Is Different In Octopi, Crustaceans, Insects And Vertebrates. In Other Words, You Leave Out Everything That Makes A Pigeon A Pigeon, A Rat A Rat, A Man A Man, And, Above All, A Healthy Man Healthy And A Sick Man Sick.

Every Man Gets A Narrower And Narrower Field Of Knowledge In Which He Must Be An Expert In Order To Compete With Other People. The Specialist Knows More And More About Less And Less And Finally Knows Everything About Nothing.