Now everything is wonderful and hazardous and nothing's hypothetical.
This is an IMAGINARY STORY...aren't they all?
If light is outlawed, then only outlaws will be able to see where they're going.
Language comes first. It's not that language grows out of consciousness, if you haven't got language, you can't be conscious.
There's a notion I'd like to see buried: the ordinary person. Ridiculous. There is no ordinary person.
I was kind of a selfish child, who always wanted things his way, and I've kind of taken that over into my relationship with the world.