Some Truths Are Seen Better Through Tears.

The Love Of Americans For Their Country Is Not An Indulgent, It Is An Exacting And Chastising Love; They Cannot Tolerate Its Defects.

The Sole Philosophy Open To Those Who Doubt The Possibility Of Truth Is Absolute Silence -- Even Mental.

That Is Why I Think, In Defiance Of Plato, That There Is At Once Error And Vulgarity In Saying That Poetry Is A Lie, Except In The Sense That Cocteau Wrote One Day: I Am A Lie Who Always Tells The Truth. The Only Poetry Which Lies Purely And Simply Is Academic, Pseudo-classical, Conceptually Repetitive Poetry, And It Is Not Poetry.

Not Only Does The Democratic State Of Mind Stem From The Inspiration Of The Gospel, But It Cannot Exist Without It.

The Light Of Common Sense Is Fundamentally The Same Light As That Of Science, That Is To Say, The Natural Light Of The Intellect. But In Common Sense This Light Does Not Return Upon Itself By Critical Reflection, And Is Not Perfected By What We Shall Learn To Know As A Scientific Habit.