The gardener gives us roses, not gardeners.
If the monkeys had been concerned only with monkey Beings they would never have become men.
Where man is the end, or the means, all men are mean.
The seed must move to the soil; the tree must turn to the sun. The river must leave its source to reach the sea. And man must forget man, the maker, in order to make the world.
Men must go out of their minds.
We must leave these beginnings, beings, believings- man, what are you growing?