Civilizations Die From Philosophical Calm, Irony, And

The Most Important Part Of Our Lives-our Sensations, Emotions, Desires, And Aspirations-takes Place In A Universe Of Illusions Which Science Can Attenuate Or Destroy, But Which It Is Powerless To Enrich.

As Machines Get To Be More And More Like Men, Men Will Come To Be More Like Machines.

There Is No Conceivable Human Action Which Custom Has Not At One Time Justified And At Another Condemned.

Only Those Within Whose Own Consciousness The Sun Rise And Set, The Leaves Burgeon And Wither, Can Be Said To Be Aware Of What Living Is.

Cats Are Rather Delicate Creatures And They Are Subject To A Good Many Different Ailments, But I Have Never Heard Of One Who Suffered From Insomnia.