The Problem Of Translation Is To Retreat

It Then Becomes Necessary To Stop Short And Make A Choice: Either/or. Either One Drifts With Their Absurd System Of Ideas, Believing That This Is The Human Community. Or One Dissents Totally From Their System Of Ideas And Stands As A Lonely Human Being. (but Luckily One Notices That The Others Are In The Same Crisis And Making The Same Choices.)

An Awkward Consequence Of Heightening Experience When One Is Inexperienced, Of Self-transcendence When One Has Not Much World To Lose, Is That Afterward One Cannot Be Sure That One Was Somewhere Or Had Newly Experienced Anything. If You Aren't Much In The World, How Do You Know You Are "out Of This World"?

To Consider Powerful Souls As If They Were A Useful Public Resource Is Quite Foreign To Our Customs. In A Small Sense It Is Undemocratic, For It Assumes That Some People Really Know Better In A Way That Must Seem Arbitrary To Most. In A Large Sense It Is Certainly Democratic, In That It Makes The Great Man Serve As A Man.

The Problem Of Translation Is To Retreat To A Simpler Tenor Of One's Own Style And Creatively Adjust This To One's Author.

The Stultifying Effect Of The Movies Is Not That The Children See Them But That Their Parents Do, As If Hollywood Provided A Plausible Adult Recreation To Grow Up Into.