Canada Is A Country Where The Serious

Intellectually, Most People Never Wash. They Never Free Their Minds Of The Accumulated Rubbish Of Centuries.

A Critic At Best Is A Waiter At The Great Table Of Literature.

Imagination Should Be Integrated With Life, Not Turned Into A Separate Activity, Art, That Monopolizes One's Whole Existence.

What Is Forgiven Is Usually Well Remembered.

All The Ills Of Mankind Spring From Belonging To A Race, A Nation, A City, A Group Of Some Kind. The Ideal Would Be To Belong To None, And To Care For Allbut Who Is Capable Of That?