In The Ideal Sense Nothing Is Uninteresting;

Land Was Created To Provide A Place For Boats To Visit.

Nothing A Man Writes Can Please Him As Profoundly As Something He Does With His Back, Shoulders And Hands. For Writing Is An Artificial Activity. It Is A Lonely And Private Substitute For Conversation.

In The 1920s Dramatists Attacked Their Subjects As If The Inequities Could Be Resolved. Some Of The Traditional Optimism Of America Lurked Behind Most Of The Early Plays. But Not Now. There Is No Conviction Now That The Problem Will Be Solved.

The Perfect Bureaucrat Everywhere Is The Man Who Manages To Make No Decisions And Escape All Responsibility.

In The Ideal Sense Nothing Is Uninteresting; There Are Only Uninterested People.