The Last Christian Died On A Cross.

I Obviously Do Everything To Be "hard To Understand" Myself

Like The Creatures Of The Forest And The Sea, I Love To Lose Myself For A While.

The Machine Is Impersonal, It Takes The Pride Away From A Piece Of Work, The Individual Merits And Defects That Go Along With Allwork That Is Not Done By A Machine--which Is To Say, Its Little Bit Of Humanity.

Every High Degree Of Power Always Involves A Corresponding Degree Of Freedom From Good And Evil.

Words Are But Symbols For The Relations Of Things To One Another And To Us; Nowhere Do They Touch Upon Absolute Truth.