No distinction in kind rather than degree between ourselves and the chimps? No distinction? Seriously, folks? Here is a simple operational test: the chimpanzees invariably are the one behind the bars of their cages.

The calculus is the story this [the Western] world first told itself as it became the modern world.

Aristotelian logic is massive and marmoreal, but every monument accumulates graffiti.

No man is obliged to be what he might have been.

For the most part, it is true, ordinary men and women regard mathematics with energetic distaste, counting its concepts as rhapsodic as cauliflower. This is a mistake-there is no other word. Where else can the restless human mind find means to tie the infinite in a finite bow?

The motion of the mind is conveyed along a cloud of meaning.~ There is this paradox that we get to meaning only when we strip the meaning from symbols.

Although every novel is derived directly from another novel, there is really only one novel, the Quixote.