“So too Plato was, in my view, a very unreliable Platonist. He was too much of a philosopher to think that anything he had said was the last word.”

The dogma of the Ghost in the Machine, maintains that there exist both bodies and minds; that there occur physical processes and mental processes; that there are mechanical causes of corporeal movements and mental causes of corporeal movements.

Man need not be degraded to a machine by being denied to be a ghost in a machine. He might, after all, be a sort of animal, namely, a higher mammal. There has yet to be ventured the hazardous leap to the hypothesis that perhaps he is a man.

To explode a myth is accordingly not to deny the facts but to re-allocate them.

Dreamers of dreams may be pathfinders; but they may be mere vagrants. Of those who depart from the pavements, only a few are explorers: the rest are mere jaywalkers

In searching for the self, one cannot simultaneously be the hunter and the hunted.

To see is one thing; to picture or visualise is another. A person can see things, only when his eyes are open, and when his surroundings are illuminated; but he can have pictures in his mind’s eye, when his eyes are shut and when the world is dark.

Chronicles are not explanatory of what they record.

Man need not be degraded to a machine by being denied to be a ghost in a machine.

My today’s self perpetually slips out of any hold of it that I may try to take.

Absolute solitude is on this showing the ineluctable destiny of the soul. Only our bodies can meet.

A myth is, of course, not a fairy story. It is the presentation of facts belonging to one category in the idioms appropriate to another. To explode a myth is accordingly not to deny the facts but to re-allocate them.

Myths often do a lot of theoretical good, while they are still new.

The dogma of the Ghost in the machine.

Philosophy is the replacement of category-habits by category-disciplines.

The teachings of elegant sayings Should be collected when one can. For the supreme gift of words of wisdom, Any price will be paid.

I pray and wait for an answer in pictures, words or ideas.

Prayer and encouraging words change things. We’re all human. We all go through stuff.

The central fact of my life has been the existence of words and the possibility of weaving those words into poetry.

I like vocal word stuff. But I don’t always write with an instrument, I usually write a capella. It’s more like drawing in the air with your fingers. It’s closest to the choreography of a bee. You’re freer.

You know, I think there are certain words like ‘illegitimate’ that should not be used to describe a person.

I can’t have composite characters. I can’t attribute dialogue to someone based simply on my memory and not based on notes taken at the time that the words were spoken.

Wherever the centre of a thing lies, there lies its heart, for the word ‘heart’ means centrality.