The Slave May Be Happy, But Happiness

My Own Early Experiences In War Led Me To Suspect The Value Of Discipline, Even In That Sphere Where It Is So Often Regarded As The First Essential For Success.

An Entertainment Is Something Which Distracts Us Or Diverts Us From The Routine Of Daily Life. It Makes Us For The Time Being Forget Our Cares And Worries; It Interrupts Our Conscious Thoughts And Habits, Rests Our Nerves And Minds, Though It May Incidentally Exhaust Our Bodies. Art, On The Other Hand, Though It May Divert Us From The Normal Routine Of Our Existence, Causes Us In Some Way Or Other To Become Conscious Of That Existence.

Revolt, It Will Be Said, Implies Violence; But This Is An Outmoded, An Incompetent Conception Of Revolt. The Most Effective Form Of Revolt In This Violent World We Live In Is Non-violence.

The Peculiarity Of Sculpture Is That It Creates A Three-dimensional Object In Space. Painting May Strive To Give On A Two-dimensional Plane, The Illusion Of Space, But It Is Space Itself As A Perceived Quantity That Becomes The Peculiar Concern Of The Sculptor. We May Say That For The Painter Space Is A Luxury; For The Sculptor It Is A Necessity.

The Greatest Intensification Of The Horrors Of War Is A Direct Result Of The Democratisation Of The State. So Long As The Army Was A Professional Unit, The Specialist Function Of A Limited Number Of Men, War Remained A Relatively Harmless Contest For Power. But Once It Became Everyman's Duty To Defend His Home (or His Political “rights”) Warfare Was Free To Range Wherever That Home Might Be, And To Attack Every Form Of Life And Property Associated With That Home.