Syntax, my lad. It has been restored to the highest place in the republic.

This is the thing to bomb. This is the beginning—from "I" to "we". If you who own the things people must have could understand this, you might preserve yourself. If you could separate causes from results, if you could know that Paine, Marx, Jefferson, Lenin were results, not causes, you might survive. But that you cannot know. For the quality of owning freezes you forever into "I", and cuts you off forever from the "we".

Books are the best friends you can have; they inform you, and entertain you, and they don't talk back.

Well, I remember this girl. I am not whole without her. I am not alive without her. When she was with me I was more alive than I have ever been, and not only when she was pleasant either. Even when we were fighting I was whole.

And now the forces marshaled around the concept of the group have declared a war of extermination on that preciousness, the mind of man.

The literature of science is filled with answers found when the question propounded had an entirely different direction and end.

He saw something that makes a man doubtful of the constancy of the realities outside himself. It was the shocking discovery that makes a man wonder if I've missed this, what else have I failed to see?