When you live in the shadow of insanity, the appearance of another mind that thinks and talks as yours does is something close to a blessed event.

Substance is a subspecies of value. When you reverse the containment process and define substance in terms of value the mystery disappears: substance is a "stable pattern of inorganic values." The problem then disappears. The world of objects and the world of values is unified.

If you have a high evaluation of yourself then your ability to recognize new facts is weakened.

The range of human knowledge today is so great that we're all specialists and the distance between specializations has become so great that anyone who seeks to wander freely between them almost has to forego closeness with the people around him.

We take a handful of sand from the endless landscape of awareness around us and call that handful of sand the world.

Metaphysics is a restaurant where they give you a thirty thousand page menu, and no food.

Who really can face the future? All you can do is project from the past, even when the past shows that such projections are often wrong. And who really can forget the past? What else is there to know?