The progress of human enlightenment can go no further than in picturing people not as vicious, but as mistaken.

Man is rotten with perfection.

Wherever there is persuasion, there is rhetoric, and wherever there is rhetoric, there is meaning.

We not only interpret the character of events... we may also interpret our interpretations.

Stories are equipment for living.

The universe would appear to be something like a piece of cheese; it can be sliced in an infinite number of ways- and when one has chosen his own pattern of slicing, he finds that other men's cuts fall at the wrong places.

Men seek for vocabularies that are reflections of reality. To this end, they must develop vocabularies that are selections of reality. And any selection of reality must, in certain circumstances, function as a deflection of reality.