Stupidity Is Active In Every Direction, And

One Must Conform To The Baseness Of An Age Or Become Neurotic.

Strong Emotional Experiences Are For The Most Part Impersonal. Anyone Who Has Hated Another Person So Much That Only Chance Stands Between That Person And Death Knows This, As Does Whoever Has Fallen Into The Catastrophe Of A Deep Depression, Anyone Who Has Loved A Woman To The Dregs, Anyone Who Has Beaten Others Bloody Or Ever Come Up Behind Another Person With Muscles Trembling. "losing One's Head," Language Calls It. Emotional Experience Is, In Itself, Poor In Qualities; Qualities Are Brought To It By The Person Who Has The Experience.

A Politician Who Climbs High Over The Bodies Of The Slain Is Described As Vile Or Great According To The Degree Of His Success.

Every Day There Comes A Moment When A Person Lays His Hands In His Lap And All His Busyness Collapses Like Ashes. The Work Accomplished Is, From The Soul's Point Of View, Entirely Imaginary.

... The Structure Of A Page Of Good Prose Is, Analyzed Logically, Not Something Frozen But The Vibrating Of A Bridge, Which Changes With Every Step One Takes On It.