Cognition is not fighting, but once someone knows a lot, he will have much to fight for, so much that he will be called a relativist because of it.

After his death the gardener does not become a butterfly, intoxicated by the perfumes of the flowers, but a garden worm tasting all the dark, nitrogenous, and spicy delights of the soil.

One never knows whether people have principles on principle or whether for their own personal satisfaction.

Wherever on this planet ideals of personal freedom and dignity apply, there you will find the cultural inheritance of England.

Robots do not hold on to life. They can't. They have nothing to hold on with - no soul, no instinct. Grass has more will to live than they do.

There are several ways to lay out a little garden; the best way is to get a gardener.

Relativism is not indifference; on the contrary, passionate indifference is necessary in order for you not to hear the voices that oppose your absolute decrees...