If the creator has a purpose in equipping us with a neck, he surely would have meant for us to stick it out.

To want to meet an author because you like his books is as ridiculous as wanting to meet the goose because you like pate de foie gras.

Wars are not fought for territory, but for words. Man's deadliest weapon is language. He is as susceptible to being hypnotized by slogans as he is to infectious diseases. And where there is an epidemic, the group-mind takes over.

...the temptation, which consisted of a single word written on the cemetary of the defeated: Sleep.

True creativity often starts where language ends.

God is dethroned; and although the incognizant masses are tardy in realizing the event, they feel the icy draught caused by that vacancy. Man enters upon a spiritual ice age; the established churches can no longer provide more than Eskimo huts where their shivering flock huddles together.

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