Invention is the mother of necessities.
We impose the form of the old on the content of the new.
The criminal, like the artist, is a social explorer.
I do not say whether it is a good or bad thing. To do so would be meaningless and arrogant.
Clear prose indicates the absence of thought.
If the work of the city is the remaking or translating of man into a more suitable form than his nomadic ancestors achieved, then might not our current translation of our entire lives into the spiritual form of information seem to make of the entire.