It Is Only In The Shadows, When

We May Complain And Cavil At The Anarchy Which Is The Amateurs Natural Element, But In Soberness We Must Agree That If The Amateur Did Not Exist It Would Be Necessary To Invent Him.

Everybody Keeps Calling For Excellence - Excellence Not Just In Schooling, Throughout Society. But As Soon As Somebody Or Something Stands Out As Excellent, The Other Shout Goes Up: "elitism!" And Whatever Produced That Thing, Whoever Praises That Result, Is Promptly Put Down. "standing Out" Is Undemocratic.

Maxims In Times Of Danger Are Useless, Experience Is Incommunicable. The Knotted Strands Of Life, Desire, Assumptions, And Moral Codes Cannot Be Unsnarled; They Can Only Be Cut, Which Is What Happens When An Air Raid Occurs, With A Silencing Fortissimo Like The Finale Of A Beethoven Symphony.

In Producers, Loafing Is Productive; And No Creator, Of Whatever Magnitude, Has Ever Been Able To Skip That Stage, Any More Than A Mother Can Skip Gestation.

Teaching Is Not A Lost Art, But The Regard For It Is A Lost Tradition.