Be grateful for our blessings, Charlie. My name's really Charlene. Sounds like a southern romance, Fabio drooling over Charlene's heaving bosom. I'm no Charlene, even at fourteen.

From the most ancient times to the present, in the crudest primitive tribe or the most magnificently ornamented civilization, man has found himself in a state of awed helplessness when confronted by the phenomena of strange illnesses or aberrations.

[…] the prevailing tendency to idolize after the manner of Egypt, where the portraying of such objects was so usual, and, at the same time, so peculiar to that country among the nations of antiquity, that it might with the utmost propriety be given as the characteristic mark of an Egyptizing spirit in religion.

During the late 1950s and throughout the 1960s, this commitment brought him into frequent critical confrontation with entrenched forms of conservative thinking (in academic areas from history and social science to the more abstract domains of ethical and political philosophy),[…]