I Held My Crotch, Closed My Eyes

Reason Shapes The Future, But Superstition Infects The Present.

Any Such Inklings Were Like A Few Scattered Grains Of Truth Dissolved In An Ocean Of Nonsense, And Were Anyway Generally Inextricably Bound Up With Patently Paranoid Ravings Which Served Only To Devalue The Small Amounts Of Sense And Pertinence With Which They Were Associated.

Technology Determines The Possibilities Of Society. It Doesn't Matter Whether You Start Out From A Fascist State Or A Communist State Or A Free-market State

What's One More Meaningless Act Of Violence On That Zoo Of A Planet? It Would Be Appropriate. When In Rome; Burn It.

Intellectual Achievement. The Exercise Of Skill. Human Feeling.