Even by itself, the raw strength of deception is yet its own deception. Whereas the truth might become obscured by such, deception is limited to gaining any real power strictly through the masses, those high volumes of large numbers and subtle repetition.

People assume that repetition is always a static thing, but I beg to differ. Repetition is just as often the complete opposite of that: or a sign of rapid personal growth. In this repetition manifests one's ability to go on experiencing again the very same thing from a different perspective and in a brand-new light.

The extent of creativity to which I admire in an individual is his ability to be richly creative while still, in a way, telling the truth. It is the fool who creates only his own lies, and the bore who simply repeats what he is told.

Fame is an island, and right before the castaway, the getaway of being known without being known.

I am not convinced within myself that to its core and as a whole, humanity has, as some like to assume, progressed a great deal over the millennia. Human technology? Of course. Human beings? Hardly.

I am a fan of overdoing something, but not running it into the ground. They are complete opposites with only a fine line separating them.

One of the most common sense things about real world progress is that progressivism must never steer into its own dogmatism. One can be sure, at least every so often, that there eventually comes a point either to stop, to turn around, or to make a turn; lest a wall is pummeled, a cliff is tumbled, or a mere cycle is tunneled forever.