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Solaristics, Wrote Muntius, Is A Substitute For Religion In The Space Age. It Is Faith Wrapped In The Cloak Of Science; Contact, The Goal For Which We Are Striving, Is As Vague And Obscure As Communion With The Saints Or The Coming Of The Messiah.

The Number Of One's Possible Fantasies Is Inversely Proportional To The Amount Of One's Liquid Assets. For Him Who Has Everything Dreams Are No Longer Possible.

The Whole Plan Hinged Upon The Natural Curiosity Of Potatoes.

A Specialist Is A Barbarian Whose Ignorance Is Not Well-rounded.

Mathematics Never Reveals Man To The Degree, Never Expresses Him In The Way, That Any Other Field Of Human Endeavour Does: The Extent Of The Negation Of Man's Corporeal Self That Mathematics Achieves Cannot Be Compared With Anything. Whoever Is Interested In This Subject I Refer To My Articles. Here I Will Say Only That The World Injected Its Patterns Into Human Language At The Very Inception Of That Language; Mathematics Sleeps In Every Utterance, And Can Only Be Discovered, Never Invented.