The need is not really for more brains, the need is now for a gentler, a more tolerant people than those who won for us against the ice, the tiger and the bear. The hand that hefted the ax, out of some old blind allegiance to the past fondles the machine gun as lovingly. It is a habit man will have to break to survive, but the roots go very deep.

I am not nearly so interested in what monkey man was derived from as I am in what kind of monkey he is to become.

The secret, if one may paraphrase a savage vocabulary, lies in the egg of night.

Man no longer dreams over a book in which a soft voice, a constant companion, observes, exhorts, or sighs with him through the pangs of youth and age. Today he is more likely to sit before a screen and dream the mass dream which comes from outside.

God knows how many things a man misses by becoming smug and assuming that matters will take their own course.

The iron did not remember the blood it had once moved within, the phosphorous had forgot the savage brain.

Some degree of withdrawal serves to nurture man's creative powers. The artist and the scientist bring out of the dark void, like the mysterious universe itself, the unique, the strange, the unexpected. Numerous observers have testified upon the loneliness of the process.