Scientists Are Peeping Toms At The Keyhole

History Knows No Scruples And No Hesitation. Inert And Unerring, She Flows Towards Her Goal. At Every Bend In Her Course She Leaves The Mud Which She Carries And The Corpses Of The Drowned.

The Moment Of Truth, The Sudden Emergence Of A New Insight, Is An Act Of Intuition.

All "if" Statements About The Past Are As Dubious As Prophecies Of The Future Are. It Seems Fairly Plausible That If Alexander Or Ghengis Khan Had Never Been Born, Some Other Individual Would Have Filled His Place And Executed The Design Of The Hellenic Or Mongolic Expansion; But The Alexanders Of Philosophy And Religion, Of Science And Art, Seem Less Expendable; Their Impact Seems Less Determined By Economic Challenges And Social Pressures; And They Seem To Have A Much Wider Range Of Possibilities To Influence The Direction, Shape And Texture Of Civilizations.

Zen Is To Religion What A Japanese "rock Garden" Is To A Garden. Zen Knows No God, No Afterlife, No Good And No Evil, As The Rock-garden Knows No Flowers, Herbs Or Shrubs. It Has No Doctrine Or Holy Writ: Its Teaching Is Transmitted Mainly In The Form Of Parables As Ambiguous As The Pebbles In The Rock-garden Which Symbolise Now A Mountain, Now A Fleeting Tiger. When A Disciple Asks "what Is Zen?", The Master's Traditional Answer Is "three Pounds Of Flax" Or "a Decaying Noodle" Or "a Toilet Stick" Or A Whack On The Pupil's Head.

No Man Is An Island- He Is A Holon. A Janus-faced Entity Who, Looking Inward, Sees Himself As A Self-contained Unique Whole, Looking Outward As A Dependent Part. His Self-assertive Tendency Is The Dynamic Manifestation Of His Unique Wholeness, His Autonomy And Independence As A Holon. Its Equally Universal Antagonist, The Integrative Tendency, Expresses His Dependence On The Larger Whole To Which He Belongs: His 'part-ness.'.