Our sense of justice depends on our sense of time. Justice is a phenomenon only of consciousness, because time spread out in a spatial succession is its very essence. And this is possible only in a spatial metaphor of time.

There is no such thing as a complete consciousness.

The language of men was involved with only one hemisphere in order to leave the other free for the language of the gods.

History does not move by leaps into unrelated novelty, but rather by the selective emphasis of aspects of its own immediate past.

We can only know in the nervous system what we have known in behavior first.

And when it is suggested that the inward feelings of power or inward monitions or losses of judgement are the germs out of which the divine machinery developed, I return that truth is just the reverse, that the presence of voices which had to be obeyed were the absolute prerequisite to the conscious stage of mind in which it is the self that is responsible and can debate within itself, can order and direct, and that the creation of such a self is the product of culture. In a sense, we have become our own gods.

Civilization is the art of living in towns of such size the everyone does not know everyone else.