My mother turned into a professional widow. She couldnt understand why I wanted to be an engineer; she thought I should be a chicken farmer.

A myth is the name of a terrible lie told by a smelly little brown person to a man in a white suit with a pair of binoculars.

My way of thinking is very particular and concrete. It doesn't follow a continuous path.

The Sophists' paradoxical talk pieces and their public debates were entertainment in 5th century Greece. And in that world, Socrates was an entertainer.

I tended to emphasize the secular, the casual, the colloquial, the vernacular against the sacred.

I have spoken to expert audiences occasionally, but then no audience is expert over the whole range of things I want to explore.

I can manage a prose format as long as I keep closer to Laurence Sterne than to Henry James.