A Good Teacher Feels His Way, Looking

All Men Are Creative But Few Are Artists.

It Then Becomes Necessary To Stop Short And Make A Choice: Either/or. Either One Drifts With Their Absurd System Of Ideas, Believing That This Is The Human Community. Or One Dissents Totally From Their System Of Ideas And Stands As A Lonely Human Being. (but Luckily One Notices That The Others Are In The Same Crisis And Making The Same Choices.)

The Important Thing About Travel In Foreign Lands Is That It Breaks The Speech Habits And Makes You Blab Less, And Breaks The Habitual Space-feeling Because Of Different Village Plans And Different Landscapes. It Is Less Important That There Are Different Mores, For You Counteract These With Your Own Reaction-formations.

In A Milieu Of Resignation, Where The Young Men Think Of Society As A Closed Room In Which There Are No Values But The Rejected Rat Race, ... It Is Extremely Hard To Aim At Objective Truth Or World Culture. One's Own Products Are Likely To Be Personal Or Parochial.

A Successful Revolution Establishes A New Community. A Missed Revolution Makes Irrelevant The Community That Persists. And A Compromised Revolution Tends To Shatter The Community That Was, Without An Adequate Substitute.