I live on Earth at present, and I don’t know what I am. I know that I am not a category. I am not a thing—a noun. I seem to be a verb, an evolutionary process—an integral function of the universe.
The most important fact about Spaceship Earth: an instruction book didn’t come with it.
I am convinced that creativity is a priori to the integrity of universe and that life is regenerative and conformity meaningless.
The new life needs to be inspired with the realization that the new advantages were gained through great gropes in the dark by unknown, unsung intellectual explorers.
Bite your tongue. Get a cinder in your eye. When you feel good, you feel nothing.
Science is operating almost exclusively in inaudible and nonvisible areas. Ninety-nine per cent of all the important work relating to man’s evolution is non-sensory and abstract. How long has it been since you’ve said to a telephone caller: “This is fantastic. I wasn’t just thinking of you.” Seeing-is-believing is a blind spot in man’s vision.
I am convinced that creativity is a priori to the integrity of the universe and that life is regenerative and conformity meaningless.