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.

Man is always marveling at what he has blown apart, never at what the universe has put together, and this is his limitation.

Tomorrow lurks in us, the latency to be all that was not achieved before.

Modern man lives increasingly in the future and neglects the present.

From the solitude of the wood, (Man) has passed to the more dreadful solitude of the heart.

I am what I am and cannot be otherwise because of the shadows.

The freedom to create is somehow linked with facility of access to those obscure regions below the conscious mind.