At most, recognizing that our history was inspired by many tales we now recognize as false should make us alert, ready to call to constantly into question the very tale we believe true, because the criterion of the wisdom of the community is based on constant awareness of the fallibility of our learning.

The Art of the Romance, though warning us that it is providing fictions, opens a door into the Palace of Absurdity, and when we have lightly stepped inside, slams it shut behind us.

The faith a movement proclaims doesn't count: what counts is the hope it offers. All heresies are the banner of a reality, an exclusion. Scratch the heresy and you will find the leper. Every battle against heresy wants only this: to keep the leper as he is.

That is a real attitude - to see everything as being meaningful, even the less important things, to prove something, even the greater problems of life.

Your masters at Oxford have taught you to idolize reason, drying up the prophetic capacities of your heart!

Every great thinker is someone else's moron.

How clear everything becomes when you look from the darkness of a dungeon.