Dreams are evidence that we are creatures who produce more meaning than we can ourselves understand.

Paradoxically, the problems of politics often arise not in the form of a problem of scarcity, but as one of abundance.

For every apparent gain, in short, we now observe a balancing danger. This is the world we have created.

War is smaller in scale than in recent memory, but it is far more ambiguous, intractable, and nasty. Money flows more quickly than ever, but it is still somehow manages to gather and puddle in certain places, for certain people rather then others.

Never before, I suspect, have so many people been so rich to so little purpose.

Our desires are never wholly transparent, even to ourselves.

Politics is rather the creation of the best possible polity out of the deep inner needs of its citizenry - who are only some of its members.