It Is A Poor Head That Cannot

If There Is Anything More Dangerous To The Life Of The Mind Than Having No Independent Commitment To Ideas, It Is Having An Excess Of Commitment To Some Special And Constricting Idea.

The Intellectual ... May Live For Ideas, As I Have Said, But Something Must Prevent Him From Living For One Idea, From Becoming Obsessive Or Grotesque. Although There Have Been Zealots Whom We May Still Regard As Intellectuals, Zealotry Is A Defect Of The Breed And Not Of The Essence.

In Using The Terms Play And Playfulness, I Do Not Intend To Suggest Any Lack Of Seriousness; Quite The Contrary. Anyone Who Has Watched Children, Or Adults, At Play Will Recognize That There Is No Contradiction Between Play And Seriousness, And That Some Forms Of Play Induce A Measure Of Grave Concentration Not So Readily Called Forth By Work.

The Delicate Thing About The University Is That It Has A Mixed Character, That It Is Suspended Between Its Position In The Eternal World, With All Its Corruption And Evils And Cruelties, And The Splendid World Of Our Imagination.

Intellect Is Resented As A Form Of Power Or Privilege.