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.

Consciousness is always open to many possibilities because it involves play. It is always an adventure.

The vestiges of the bicameral mind do not exist in any empty psychological space.

The legend of the parting of the Red Sea probably refers to tidal changes in the Sea of Reeds related to the Thera eruption.

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

I shall state my thesis plain. The first poets were gods. Poetry began with the bicameral mind.

The importance of writing in the breakdown of the bicameral voices is tremendously important. What had to be spoken is now silent and carved upon a stone to be taken in visually.