Creativity Is The Defeat Of Habit By

Coincidence May Be Described As The Chance Encounter Of Two Unrelated Causal Chains Which - Miraculously, It Seems - Merge Into A Significant Event.

In The Social Equation, The Value Of A Single Life Is Nil; In The Cosmic Equation, It Is Infinite... Not Only Communism, But Any Political Movement Which Implicitly Relies On Purely Utilitarian Ethics, Must Become A Victim To The Same Fatal Error. It Is A Fallacy As Naïve As A Mathematical Teaser, And Yet Its Consequences Lead Straight To Goya's Disasters, To The Reign Of The Guillotine, The Torture Chambers Of The Inquisition, Or The Cellars Of The Lubianka.

If The Creator Has A Purpose In Equipping Us With A Neck, He Surely Would Have Meant For Us To Stick It Out.

When Reality Becomes Unbearable, The Mind Must Withdraw From It And Create A World Of Artificial Perfection. Plato's World Of Pure Ideas And Forms, Which Alone Is To Be Considered As Real, Whereas The World Of Nature Which We Perceive Is Merely Its Cheap Woolworth Copy, Is A Flight Into Delusion.

The Revolutionary's Utopia, Which In Appearance Represents A Complete Break With The Past, Is Always Modeled On Some Image Of The Lost Paradise, Of A Legendary Golden Age... All Utopias Are Fed From The Source Of Mythology; The Social Engineers' Blueprints Are Merely Revised Editions Of The Ancient Text.