Quality Tends To Fan Out Like Waves.

The World Comes To Us In An Endless Stream Of Puzzle Pieces That We Would Like To Think All Fit Together Somehow, But That In Fact Never Do.

The Best Students Always Are Flunking. Every Good Teacher Knows That.

Now The Stream Of Our Common Consciousness Seems To Be Obliterating Its Own Banks, Losing Its Central Direction And Purpose, Flooding The Lowlands, Disconnecting And Isolating The Highlands And To No Particular Purpose Other Than The Wasteful Fulfillment Of Its Own Internal Momentum

The More You Read, The More You Calm Down.

It's Not The 'nice' Guy Who Brings About Real Social Change. 'nice' Guys Look Nice Because They're Conforming. It's The 'bad' Guys, Who Only Look Nice A Hundred Years Later, That Are The Real Dynamic Force In Social Evolution.