Abstract words are ancient coins whose concrete images in the give and take of talk have worn away with use.

No one is moral among the god-controlled puppets of the _Iliad_. Good and evil do not exist.

Poetry, from describing external events objectively, is becoming subjectified into a poetry of personal conscious expression.

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

If we would understand the Scientific Revolution correctly, we should always remember that its most powerful impetus was the unremitting search for hidden divinity. As such, it is a direct descendant of the breakdown of the bicameral mind.

Reading in the third millennium B.C. may therefore have been a matter of hearing the cuneiform, that is, hallucinating the speech from looking at its picture symbols, rather than visual reading of syllables in our sense.

Abstract words are ancient coins whose concrete images in the give and take of talk have worn away with use.