The most persistent sound which reverberates through man's history is the beating of war drums.
The creative act does not create something out of nothing; it uncovers, selects, reshuffles, combines, synthesizes already existing facts, ideas, faculties, and skills.
Woe unto the defeated, whom history treads into the dust.
True creativity often starts where language ends.
A publisher who writes is like a cow in a milk bar.
In my youth I regarded the universe as an open book, printed in the language of equations, whereas now it appears to me as a text written in invisible ink, of which in our rare moments of grace we are able to decipher a small segment.