It was a world of acts, and words had no more influence on acts than the sound of a waterfall has on the flow of the stream.

Habits begin to form at the very first repetition. After that there is a tropism toward repetition, for the patterns involved are defenses , bulwarks against time and despair.

We are here to inscribe ourselves on the universe, and it is not inappropriate to remind ourselves of this when blank slates are given us.

Sad but true: individual intelligence probably peaked in the Upper Paleolithic, and we have been self-domesticated creatures ever since

The command to be free is a double bind

Every moment an epiphany arrives and cleaves the mountain asunder

Whistling together. Some kind of performance. I mean, not just a conversation, but a performance.