The planet is full and we will be rubbing shoulders forever. There is nowhere else to go.

Freedom without security portends chaos, perpetual anxiety and fear.

Alas, you don't need monsters for monstrous deeds to be accomplished.

Security was the demand which set in motion labour movements in history; trade unions, friendly societies, consumer cooperatives were all about compensating for the impotence of individual resistance.

The so called "progress," "time marching on," is not a straight line, but a pendulum.

If there is something to permit the distinction between "solid" and "liquid" phases of modernity (that is, arranging them in an order of succession), it is the change in both the manifest and latent purpose behind the effort.

Where we hope to land (and where we do land, though only for a fleeting moment, enough for tired wings to catch the wind anew) is a 'there' which we thought of little and knew of even less.