My Hatred Of Crowds, The Obviousness Of

Whole Sight; Or All The Rest Is Desolation.

I Am Talking About The General Psychological Health Of The Species, Man. He Needs The Existence Of Mysteries. Not Their Solution.

He Was One Of The Most Supremely Stupid Men I Have Ever Met. He Taught Me A Great Deal.

The American Myth Is Of Free Will In Its Simple, Primary Sense. One Can Choose Oneself And Will Oneself; And This Absurdly Optimistic Assumption So Dominates The Republic That It Has Bred All Its Gross Social Injustices.

In Essence The Renaissance Was Simply The Green End Of One Of Civilization's Hardest Winters.