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.

So round and round you go, spinning mental wheels and nowhere finding anyplace to get traction. What the hell...is it?

The number of hypotheses available to explain any given phenomenon is infinite.

The past exists only in our memories, the future only in our plans. The present is our only reality.

Definitions are the foundation of reason. You can't reason without them.

Dialectic, which is the parent of logic, came itself from rhetoric. Rhetoric is in turn the child of the myths and poetry of ancient Greece. That is so historically, and that is so by any application of common sense. The poetry and myths are the response of a prehistoric people to the Universe around them made on the basis of Quality. It is Quality, not dialectic, which is the generator of everything we know.

The ultimate test's always your own serenity. If you don't have this when you start and maintain it while you're working you're likely to build your personal problems right into the machine itself.