War is a ritual, a deadly ritual, not the result of aggressive self-assertion, but of self-transcending identification. Without loyalty to tribe, church, flag or ideal, there would be no wars.

The disastrous history of our species indicates the futility of all attempts at a diagnosis which do not take into account the possibility that homo sapiens is a victim of one of evolution's countless mistakes.

Newton's apple and Cezanne's apple are discoveries more closely related than they seem.

God seems to have left the receiver off the hook and time is running out.

The moment of truth, the sudden emergence of a new insight, is an act of intuition.

Habit is the denial of creativity and the negation of freedom; a self-imposed straitjacket of which the wearer is unaware.

Prometheus is reaching out for the stars with an empty grin on his face.