The Roseicrucians were everywhere, aided by the fact that they didn't exist.

Translation is the art of failure.

The problem with the Internet is that it gives you everything - reliable material and crazy material. So the problem becomes, how do you discriminate?

Writing doesn't mean necessarily putting words on a sheet of paper. You can write a chapter while walking or eating.

I believe that you can reach the point where there is no longer any difference between developing the habit of pretending to believe and developing the habit of believing.

Once upon a time there were mass media, and they were wicked, of course, and there was a guilty party. Then there were the virtuous voices that accused the criminals. And Art (ah, what luck!) offered alternatives, for those who were not prisoners to the mass media.

My father was an accountant and his father was a typographer.