Memory is the thing you forget with.

Memory is the thing you forget with.

Rules of society are nothing; ones conscience is the umpire.

Rules of society are nothing; ones conscience is the umpire.

There is nothing certain in a man's life but that he must lose it.

There is nothing certain in a man's life but that he must lose it.

Some of us still get all weepy when we think about the Gaia Hypothesis, the idea that earth is a read more

Some of us still get all weepy when we think about the Gaia Hypothesis, the idea that earth is a big furry goddess-creature who resembles everybody's mom in that she knows what's best for us. But if you look at the historical record -- Krakatoa, Mt. Vesuvius, Hurricane Charley, poison ivy, and so forth down the ages -- you have to ask yourself: Whose side is she on, anyway?

We must learn to tailor our concepts to fit reality, instead of trying to stuff reality into our concepts.

We must learn to tailor our concepts to fit reality, instead of trying to stuff reality into our concepts.

Conscience is our magnetic compass; reason our chart.

Conscience is our magnetic compass; reason our chart.

The images of the unconscious place a great responsibility upon a man. Failure to understand them, or a shirking of read more

The images of the unconscious place a great responsibility upon a man. Failure to understand them, or a shirking of ethical responsibility, deprives him of his wholeness and imposes a painful fragmentariness on his life.

If you close your eyes, you could just as well imagine me to be vintage Ali MacGraw, circa 1968.

If you close your eyes, you could just as well imagine me to be vintage Ali MacGraw, circa 1968.

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.