Order and creativity are complementary.

Geneva has the sleepy tidiness of a man who combs his hair while yet in his pyjamas.

Each person is a temporary focus of forces, vitalities, and values that carry back to an immemorial past and that reach forward into an unthinkable future.

The final goal of human effort is man's self-transforma tion.

War is the supreme drama of a completely mechanized society.

We have created an industrial order geared to automatism, where feeble-mindedness, native or acquired, is necessary for docile productivity in the factory; and where a pervasive neurosis is the final gift of the meaningless life that issues forth at the other end.

Every generation revolts against its fathers and makes friends with its grandfathers.