I Like All My Children, Even The

The Only Way Out Is The Way Through, Just As You Cannot Escape Death Except By Dying. Being Unable To Write, You Must Examine In Writing This Being Unable, Which Becomes For The Present -henceforth?- The Subject To Which You Are Condemned.

I Think There Was A Revolution In Poetry, Associated Chiefly With Eliot And Pound; But Maybe It Is Of The Nature Of Revolutions Or Of The Nature Of History That Their Innovations Should Later Come To Look Trivial Or Indistinguishable From Technical Tricks.

History Is Where Tensions Were.

Absolute Power Corrupts Absolutely; And If You Surrender Your Personal Responsibility To A Government Which Promises To Take Care Of You, They Will Only Take Care Of Themselves.

History Is One Of Those Marvelous And Necessary Illusions We Have To Deal With. It's One Of The Ways Of Dealing With Our World With Impossible Generalities Which We Couldn't Live Without.