There Is No Such Things As Darkness,

The Whole Social Structure Is Now Tumbling Down, Dethroning Its God, Undermining All Its Certainties. All This, Wonderfully Enough, Is Being Done In The Name Of The Health, Wealth, And Happiness Of All Mankind.

The Sputnik Is Just To Me Like A Firework, A Rocket, A New Invention.

The First Thing I Remember About The World And I Pray That It May Be The Last Is That I Was A Stranger In It. This Feeling, Which Everyone Has In Some Degree, And Which Is, At Once, The Glory And Desolation Of Homo Sapiens , Provides The Only Thread Of Consistency That I Can Detect In My Life.

Civilization - A Heap Of Rubble Scavenged By Scrawny English Lit. Vultures.

[pascal] Was The First And Perhaps Is Still The Most Effective Voice To Be Raised In Warning Of The Consequences Of The Enthronement Of The Human Ego In Contradistinction To The Cross, Symbolizing The Ego's Immolation. How Beautiful It All Seemed At The Time Of The Enlightenment, That Man Triumphant Would Bring To Pass That Earthly Paradise Whose Groves Of Academe Would Ensure The Realization Forever Of Peace, Plenty, And Beatitude In Practice. But What A Nightmare Of Wars, Famines, And Folly Was To Result Therefrom.