I Have No Words For My Reality.

We Live Technologically, With Man As The Master Of Nature, Man As The Engineer, And Let Anyone Who Raises His Voice Against It Stop Using Bridges Not Built By Nature.... No Electric Light Bulbs, No Engines, No Atomic Energy, No Calculating Machines, No Anaesthetics-back To The Jungle.

It's Precisely The Disappointing Stories, Which Have No Proper Ending And Therefore No Proper Meaning, That Sound True To Life.

Technology As The Knack Of Eliminating The World As Resistance,... The Technologist's Worldlessness.... My Mistake Lay In The Factthat We Technologists Try To Live Without Death.

Every Uniform Corrupts One's Character.

It Is Always The Moralists Who Do The Most Harm. Abortion Is The Logical Outcome Of Civilization, Only The Jungle Gives Birth And Moulders Away As Nature Decrees. Man Plans.