Woe Unto The Defeated, Whom History Treads

We Cannot Unthink Unless We Are Insane.

Chemically Induced Hallucinations, Delusions And Raptures May Be Frightening Or Wonderfully Gratifying; In Either Case They Are In The Nature Of Confidence Tricks Played On One's Own Nervous System.

The Thing Represented Had To Pass Through Two Distorting Lenses: The Artist's Mind, And His Medium Of Expression, Before It Emerged As A Man-made Dream - The Two, Of Course, Being Intimately Connected And Interacting With Each Other.

To Sell Oneself For Thirty Pieces Of Silver Is An Honest Transaction; But To Sell Oneself To One S Own Conscience Is To Abandon Mankind.

If Time Is Treated In Modern Physics As A Dimension On A Par With The Dimensions Of Space, Why Should We A Priori Exclude The Possibility That We Are Pulled As Well As Pushed Along Its Axis? The Future Has, After All, As Much Or As Little Reality As The Past, And There Is Nothing Logically Inconceivable In Introducing, As A Working Hypothesis, An Element Of Finality, Supplementary To The Element Of Causality, Into Our Equations. It Betrays A Great Lack Of Imagination To Believe That The Concept Of "purpose" Must Necessarily Be Associated With Some Anthropomorphic Deity.