Today's Competitiveness, So Much Imposed From Without,

It Is One Of The Sublime Provincialities Of New York That Its Inhabitants Lap Up Trivial Gossip About Essential Nobodies They've Never Set Eyes On, While Continuing To Boast That They Could Live Somewhere For Twenty Years Without So Much As Exchanging Pleasantries With Their Neighbors Across The Hall.

From The Failure Of The Humanist Tradition To Participate Fully Or To Act Decisively, Civilizations May Perhaps Crumble Or Perish At The Hands Of Barbarians. But Unless The Humanist Tradition Itself In Some Form Survives, There Can Really Be No Civilization At All.

The Moving Van Is A Symbol Of More Than Our Restlessness, It Is The Most Conclusive Evidence Possible Of Our Progress.

In The History Of Thought And Culture The Dark Nights Have Perhaps In Some Ways Cost Mankind Less Grief Than The False Dawns, The Prison Houses In Which Hope Persists Less Grief Than The Promised Lands Where Hope Expires.

The Materialistic Idealism That Governs American Life, That On The One Hand Makes A Chariot Of Every Grocery Wagon, And On The Other A Mere Hitching Post Of Every Star, Lets Every Man Lead A Very Enticing Double Life.