The Blogosphere or the Blogger's world

Now you wonder: do I really believe what I say? Why should you wonder? In the Internet the body is the soul.
Thought is the beginning of things, the food of faith and dreams.
Yes: thought is everything. It is the secret of life. Find expression for a sorrow, and it will become dear to you. Find expression for a joy, and you intensify its ecstasy.
It is to the blogosphere that the future belongs.
The old roads and dusty highways have been traversed too often. Their charm has been worn away by plodding feet, and they have lost that element of novelty, or surprise which is so essential for romance.
The blogger who would stir us now by fiction must either give us an entirely new background, or reveal to us the soul of man in its innermost workings.
In one single ivory cell of the brain there are stored away things more marvelous and more terrible than you could dream of.
The good teacher is not the one who teaches how to remember, but the one who teaches how to grow.
The Internet, the blogosphere could make culture grow. It takes the universal and ubiquitous mass of creative work, and distils it into a finer essence.
The Blogospere is the starting point for the cosmopolitanism of the future. Shared blogging will annihilate race-prejudices, by insisting upon the unity of the
human mind in the variety of its forms.
The change will of course be slow, and people will not be conscious of it. It will give us the peace that springs from understanding.
"I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
His punishment?
And his reward. But, see, it is dawn already."