It is not simply that we share with each other a common humanity, but that individually we have no humanity without each other.

[Georg Cantor was the first to prove that there could be a series of infinities; that infinities come in an infinite number of sizes.] Thus Cantor's Absolute is a perfect image for what we experience of God. When I speak of a Big Enough God I am not merely thinking of an Infinite God, but the God of infinities, the Absolute, which either chooses to reveal itself or remains veiled in mystery. Modern mathematics does begin to feel like the language that God talks.

It is not simply that we share with each other a common humanity, but that individually we have no humanity without each other.

Art is an artificial organization of experience.

My father taught me to be independent and cocky and free thinking, but he could not stand it if I disagreed with him.

If you tell people enough times that they are unhappy, incomplete, possibly insane and definitely selfish there is bound to come a grey morning when they wake up with the beginning of a nasty cold and wonder if they are lonely rather than simply “alone.”

Being alone in our present society raises an important question about identity and well-being.