We Are The Living Graves Of Murdered

Youth, What A Pity To Waste It On The Young.

I Have Never Admitted The Right Of An Elderly Author To Alter The Work Of A Young Author, Even When The Young Author Happens To Be His Former Self.

When A Bishop At The First Shot Abandons The Worship Of Christ And Rallies His Flock Round The Altar Of Mars, He May Be Acting Patriotically... But That Does Not Justify Him In Pretending...that Christ Is, In Effect, Mars.

You Can Rave About Stravinsky Without The Slightest Risk Of Being Classified As A Lunatic By The Next Generation .

Any Sort Of Plain Speaking Is Better Than The Nauseous Sham Good Fellowship Our Democratic Public Men Get Up For Shop Use.