Whoever declares another heretic is himself a devil. Whoever places a relic or artifact above justice, kindness, mercy, or truth is himself a devil and the thing elevated is a work of evil magic.

Mankind accepts good fortune as his due, but when bad occurs, he thinks it was aimed at him, done to him, a hex, a curse, a punishment by his deity for some transgression, as though his god were a petty storekeeper, counting up the day's receipts.

Men like to think well of themselves, and poets help them do it.

As vocabulary is reduced , so are the number of feelings you can express, the number of events you can describe, the number of the things you can identify! Not only understanding is limited, but also experience. Man grows by language. Whenever he limits language he retrogresses!

The sooner we can separate salvageable skeptics from self-righteous absolutists, the sooner we can move along.

The only people who have the long view are some scientists and some science fiction writers.

We live in a time like dreaming.... The edges of our lives flutter and change as we watch them. Listen to the dream.