Technology, like art, is a soaring exercise of the human imagination.

Art is an end in itself; its values are intrinsic.

The intellectual takes as a starting point his self and relates the world to his own sensibilities; the scientist accepts an existing field of knowledge and seeks to map out the unexplored terrain.

Europe, in legend, has always been the home of subtle philosophical discussion; America was the land of grubby pragmatism.

I am too weary to listen, too angry to hear.

One simply turns to the ideological vending machine, and out comes the prepared formulae.

Art is the aesthetic ordering of experience to express meanings in symbolic terms.

The impulse of the journalist is to be novel, yet to relate his curiosities to the urgencies of the moment; the philosopher seeks what he conceives to be true, regardless of the moment.

... Art is a soaring exercise of the human imagination.

Wise men still seek Him today.

But in action, one defies one's character.

Sometimes we forget how important it is just to show up and take care of the good friendships that we have, or might like to have. Good friendships are hard to come by.

One good friend is better than a thousand acquaintances.

Talent and work ethic are nothing without belief.

You know the Holy Spirit lives in you when you can defend the Holy Bible without fear or intimidation. John 14:1.

Science fiction is the sovereign prophylactic against future shock.

I can't bare you when you're not amusing.

What is really amazing, and frustrating, is mankind's habit of refusing to see the obvious and inevitable until it is there, and then muttering about unforeseen catastrophes.

In Austria an editor who can write well is valuable, but he is not likely to remain so unless he can handle a sabre with charm.

A few people have said I should let you win

The Cross! There, and there only (though the deist rave, and the atheist, if Earth bears so base a slave); There and there only, is the power to save.