Happiness Is Itself A Kind

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

Civilizations Die From Philosophical Calm, Irony, And A Sense Of Fair Play Quite As Surely As They Die Of Debauchery.

Not To Have Known - As Most Men Have Not - Either The Mountain Or The Desert Is Not To Have Known One's Self. Not To Have Known One's Self Is To Have Known No One.

In History As It Comes To Be Written, There Is Usually Some Spirit Of The Age Which Historians Can Define, But The Shape Of Things Is Seldom So Clear To Those Who Live Them. To Most Thoughtful Men It Has Generally Seemed That Theirs Was An Age Of Confusion.

The Famous Balance Of Nature Is The Most Extraordinary Of All Cybernetic Systems. Left To Itself, It Is Always Self-regulated.