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I've Wondered Why It Took Us So Long To Catch On. We Saw It, And Yet We Didn't See It. Or Rather We Were Trained Not To See It. Conned Perhaps Into Thinking That The Real Action Was Metropolitan And All This Was Just Boring Hinterland. It Was A Puzzling Thing. The Truth Knocks On The Door And You Say, "go Away. I'm Looking For The Truth." And So It Goes Away. Puzzling.

Talk About Rationality Can Get Very Confusing Unless The Things With Which Rationality Deals Are Also Included.

The World Comes To Us In An Endless Stream Of Puzzle Pieces That We Would Like To Think All Fit Together Somehow, But That In Fact Never Do.

99 Per Cent Of Your Life Recognises Things Without Definition, A Baby Recognises Its Mother's Face Without Having It Defined. It's Just An Arbitrary Rule This Rule Of Definition That Socrates Set Down.

Quality Tends To Fan Out Like Waves. The Quality Job He Didn't Think Anyone Was Going To See Was Seen, And The Person Who Feels It Is A Little Bit Better Because Of It, And Is Likely To Pass That Feeling Onto Others, And In That Way The Quality Tends To Keep Going.