Take A Stress Pill And Think Things

Anybody Who Runs Is A Vc. Anybody Who Stands Still Is A Well-disciplined Vc.

The Essence Of Dramatic Form Is To Let An Idea Come Over People Without It Being Plainly Stated. When You Say Something Directly, It's Simply Not As Potent As It Is When You Allow People To Discover It For Themselves.

In Any Case, Once You're Dealing On A Nonverbal Level, Ambiguity Is Unavoidable. But It's The Ambiguity Of All Art, Of A Fine Piece Of Music Or A Painting - You Don't Need Written Instructions By The Composer Or Painter Accompanying Such Works To 'explain' Them. “explaining” Them Contributes Nothing But A Superficial 'cultural' Value Which Has No Value Except For Critics And Teachers Who Have To Earn A Living.

What Do You Take Me For? A Fourteen Karat Sucker?

If Man Merely Sat Back And Thought About His Impending Termination, And His Terrifying Insignificance And Aloneness In The Cosmos, He Would Surely Go Mad, Or Succumb To A Numbing Sense Of Futility. Why, He Might Ask Himself, Should He Bother To Write A Great Symphony, Or Strive To Make A Living, Or Even To Love Another, When He Is No More Than A Momentary Microbe On A Dust Mote Whirling Through The Unimaginable Immensity Of Space?