Sociological Prose Can Tell You Everything, But

We Know That The Adult In A Certain Sense Has An Attitude Toward Life Exactly Opposite To The Attitude Of Commercials. Commercials Say, 'your Longing For 3.2 Beer Is Very Important. Your Longing For Skin That Doesn't Have Any Wrinkles In It, That's Very, Very, Very Important.' The Adult Says, 'no, I've Got Wrinkles, So What?'

All Of Those On The Left, As I Am, Have Always Vastly Preferred The Democratic Society Over The Hierarchical Society And Still Do, But The Democratic Culture Doesn't Exist Without Highly Informed Citizens Capable Of Thinking Well, And If You Have Schools In Which 40 Percent Of The People Coming Out Of Them Cannot Make Change For A Dollar, You Don't Have A Democracy. You Have A Sibling Society.

When Anyone Seriously Pursues An Art - Painting, Poetry, Sculpture, Composing - Over Twenty Or Thirty Years, The Sustained Discipline Carries The Artist Down To The Countryside Of Grief, And That Descent, Resisted So Long Proves Invigorating. . . . As I've Gotten Older, I Find I Am Able To Be Nourished More By Sorrow And To Distinguish It From Depression.

Poetry Keeps Longing Alive.

All Of Japan Once A Year Will Get Up On Their Rooftops, Because That's The Night That The Shepherd Boy From One Side Of The Milky Way Gets To Meet The Weaver Girl On The Other Side Of The Milky Way. They All Get Up On Their Roofs And Watch That Night. So They Long For 365 Days And Then On The 365th Night, They See The Result Of That Longing.