It's Nervous Work. The State You Need

In England, Life Is A Long Process Of Composing Oneself.

It Is The Impulse Of Our Century, With Its Nearly Religious Belief In Magnitude, To Fling An Institution Into Every Void.

Since The Moment Of The United Nations' Inception, Untold Energies Have Been Expended By Governments Not Only Toward The Exclusion Of Persons Of Principle And Distinction From The Organization's Leading Positions, But Toward The Installation Of Men Whose Character And Affiliations Would As Far As Possible Preclude Any Serious Challenge To Governmental Sovereignty.

Madness Might Sometimes Give Access To A Kind Of Knowledge. But Was Not A Guarantee.

In The Circle Where I Was Raised, I Knew Of No One Knowledgeable In The Visual Arts, No One Who Regularly Attended Musical Performances, And Only Two Adults Other Than My Teachers Who Spoke Without Embarrassment Of Poetry And Literature — Both Of These Being Women. As Far As I Can Recall, I Never Heard A Man Refer To A Good Or A Great Book. I Knew No One Who Had Mastered, Or Even Studied, Another Language From Choice. And Our Articulate, Conscious Life Proceeded Without Acknowledgement Of The Preceding Civilisations Which Had Produced It.