To The Confusion Of Our Enemies.

The People Of This World Must Unite Or They Will Perish.

Access To The Vedas Is The Greatest Privilege This Century May Claim Over All Previous Centuries.

No Man Should Escape Our Universities Without Knowing How Little He Knows.

We Knew The World Would Not Be The Same. A Few People Laughed, A Few People Cried, Most People Were Silent. I Remembered The Line From The Hindu Scripture, The Bhagavad-gita; Vishnu Is Trying To Persuade The Prince That He Should Do His Duty And, To Impress Him, Takes On His Multi-armed Form And Says, "now I Am Become Death, The Destroyer Of Worlds." I Suppose We All Thought That, One Way Or Another.

Both The Man Of Science And The Man Of Art Live Always At The Edge Of Mystery, Surrounded By It. Both, As A Measure Of Their Creation, Have Always Had To Do With The Harmonization Of What Is New With What Is Familiar, With The Balance Between Novelty And Synthesis, With The Struggle To Make Partial Order In Total Chaos.... This Cannot Be An Easy Life.