Our Guilt Has Its Uses. It Justifies

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.

Nothing Is Harder Than To Accept Oneself.

A Joke Is A Good Camouflage. Next Best Comes Sentiment... But The Best Camouflage Of All - In My Opinion - Is The Plain And Simple Truth. Because Nobody Ever Believes It.

It Is Conceivable At Least That A Late Generation, Such As We Presumably Are, Has Particular Need Of The Sketch, In Order Not To Be Strangled To Death By Inherited Conceptions Which Preclude New Births.... The Sketch Has Direction, But No Ending; The Sketch As Reflection Of A View Of Life That Is No Longer Conclusive, Or Is Not Yet Conclusive.

There Are All Sorts Of Ways Of Murdering A Person Or At Least His Soul, And That's Something No Police In The World Can Spot.