Fire, as we have learned to our cost, has an insatiable hunger to be fed. It is a nonliving force that can even locomote itself.

It has been said that great art is the night thought of man. It may emerge without warning from the soundless depths of the unconscious, just as supernovas may blaze up suddenly in the farther reaches of void space.

Many of us who walk to and fro upon our usual tasks are prisoners drawing mental maps of escape.

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

When man becomes greater than nature, nature, which gave him birth, will respond.

When the human mind exists in the light of reason and no more than reason, we may say with absolute certainty that Man and all that made him will be in that instant gone.

At the core of the universe, the face of God wears a smile