If mankind is to escape its programmed self-extinction the God who saves us will not descend from the machine: he will rise up again in the human soul.

Traditionalists are pessimists about the future and optimists about the past.

War vies with magic in its efforts to get something for nothing.

Faith in the creative process, in the dynamics of emergence, in the values and purposes that transcend past achievements and past forms, is the precondition of all further growth.

Unfortunately, once an economy is geared to expansion, the means rapidly turn into an end and "the going becomes the goal."

Forget the damned motor car and build the cities for lovers and friends.

Henceforward, I shout to the heavens, I shall deliver no more lectures on behalf of good causes: I am the good cause that denies the need for such lectures. Avaunt, importuning world! Back to my cell.