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Machines Are Admirable And Tyrannize Only With The User's Consent. Where, Then, Is The Enemy? Not Where The Machine Gives Relief From Drudgery But Where Human Judgment Abdicates. The Smoothest Machine-made Product Of The Age Is The Organization Man, For Even The Best Organizing Principle Tends To Corrupt, And The Mechanical Principle Corrupts Absolutely.

In Producers, Loafing Is Productive; And No Creator, Of Whatever Magnitude, Has Ever Been Able To Skip That Stage, Any More Than A Mother Can Skip Gestation.

To Denounce Does Not Free The Self From What It Hates, Any More Than Ignoring The Past Shuts Off Its Influence.

One Great Aim Of Revision Is To Cut Out. In The Exuberance Of Composition It Is Natural To Throw In - As One Does In Speaking - A Number Of Small Words That Add Nothing To Meaning But Keep Up The Flow And Rhythm Of Thought. In Writing, Not Only Does This Surplusage Not Add To Meaning, It Subtracts From It. Read And Revise, Reread And Revise, Keeping Reading And Revising Until Your Text Seems Adequate To Your Thought.

The Piano Is The Social Instrument Par Excellence... Drawing-room Furniture, A Sign Of Bourgeois Prosperity, The Most Massive Of The Devices By Which The Young Are Tortured In The Name Of Education And The Grown-up In The Name Of Entertainment.