Verily, A Polluted Stream Is Man. One

The Thirst For Equality Can Express Itself Either As A Desire To Draw Everyone Down To One's Level, Or To Raise Oneself And Everyone Else Up.

Whereas The Man Of Action Binds His Life To Reason And Its Concepts So That He Will Not Be Swept Away And Lost, The Scientific Investigator Builds His Hut Right Next To The Tower Of Science So That He Will Be Able To Work On It And To Find Shelter For Himself Beneath Those Bulwarks Which Presently Exist.

The Worst Readers Are Those Who Behave Like Plundering Troops: They Take Away A Few Things They Can Use, Dirty And Confound The Remainder, And Revile The Whole.

We Are, All Of Us, Growing Volcanoes That Approach The Hour Of Their Eruption, But How Near Or Distant That Is, Nobody Knows- Not Even God.

God Is A Too Palpably Clumsy Answer; An Answer Which Shows A Lack Of Delicacy Towards Us Thinkers-fundamentally, Even A Crude Prohibition To Us: You Shall Not Think!