The world is a living image of God.

The world is a living image of God.

Given that external reality is a fiction, the writer's role is almost superfluous. He does not need to invent the read more

Given that external reality is a fiction, the writer's role is almost superfluous. He does not need to invent the fiction because it is already there.

What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.

What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.

I am definitely going to take a course on time management... just as soon as I can work it into read more

I am definitely going to take a course on time management... just as soon as I can work it into my schedule.

Honor is the moral conscience of the great.

Honor is the moral conscience of the great.

Memory is the thing you forget with.

Memory is the thing you forget with.

Nevertheless, the consuming hunger of the uncritical mind for what it imagines to be certainty or finality impels it to read more

Nevertheless, the consuming hunger of the uncritical mind for what it imagines to be certainty or finality impels it to feast upon shadows in the prevailing famine of substance.

Analysis brings no curative powers in its train; it merely makes us conscious of the existence of an evil, which, read more

Analysis brings no curative powers in its train; it merely makes us conscious of the existence of an evil, which, oddly enough, is consciousness.

By the street of by-and-by, one arrives at the house of never.

By the street of by-and-by, one arrives at the house of never.