Author of quotes: Vladimir Kuzmenko

If I was an artist, he thought, I would symbolically depicted the human intellect as the beautiful goddess in whose hands sleeping terrible Cobra. It is impossible not to admire, but fear would anger the goddess - her punishment will be immediate and inevitable.

- Maybe you're right, father, I never thought of that...
- And you think! After all, what we live and the lives of all living things? In order to give the germ of a new life in its infinite renewal. The woman is the field, which raises and cherishes the germ of life. She is the guardian of life and its ultimate meaning.
- And the mind? After all, the meaning of development is the development of the mind, which leads man to dominate nature.
- The mind is dead, if not is life! Only the unity of the mind with the beauty of the eternal renewal of life is a worthy goal development. Not domination over nature, and the understanding of reason and nature is his greatest goal. Mind, if mind it may not be hostile to nature, for he is only part of it and part can't deny the whole and itself. Losing this unity, the mind will always rush in the ocean of time and the pursuit of happiness, but will find it in your endless, incredible running. It is like a sunless plant will stretch and become deformed, showing an embodiment of the pain and horror of death.

Some wimp, Sergey remembered with irritation and read a book on sociology - ranted that technological progress will inevitably lead to democracy, social justice and universal equality. No, the more technique develops, the more there is a danger for humanity, because in place of the rifles and the machine guns come neuroparalitical Gaza, the latest computer technology, chemicals, single shot which makes a man weak-willed; neurosurgery, helpful psychiatrists, obsequiously turning every deviant in schizophrenic.

Nothing is more harmful to cognition as categorical statements.

Logic - bureaucrat of the brain.

Mind, if mind it may not be hostile to nature, for he is only part of it and part can't deny the whole, because, denying a whole part and denies itself.

All living death! It is the truth which can not be reconciled mind. For the mind has known the infinity of time and, knowing it, shrinks from the dread of the endless Nothingness that awaits him in his short path, from which it cannot swerve, knowing that every step brings him closer to that all-consuming Nothing, and nothing can avert his meeting with him.