Our search for certainty rests in our attempts at understanding the history of all individual selves and all civilizations. Beyond that, there is only awe.

Memory is the medium of the must-have-been.

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

For if consciousness is based on language, then it follows that it is of much more recent origin than has been heretofore supposed. Consciousness come after language! The implications of such a position are extremely serious.

The mind is still haunted with its old unconscious ways; it broods on lost authorities; and the yearning, the deep and hollowing yearning for divine volition and service is with us still.

It is by metaphor that language grows.

The king dead is a living god.