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It Seems A Long Time Since The Morning Mail Could Be Called Correspondence.

One Great Aim Of Revision Is To Cut Out. In The Exuberance Of Composition It Is Natural To Throw In - As One Does In Speaking - A Number Of Small Words That Add Nothing To Meaning But Keep Up The Flow And Rhythm Of Thought. In Writing, Not Only Does This Surplusage Not Add To Meaning, It Subtracts From It. Read And Revise, Reread And Revise, Keeping Reading And Revising Until Your Text Seems Adequate To Your Thought.

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.

On The One Hand, Society Needs A Common Faith And Vigorous Institutions With The Power To Coerce; And On The Other, The Individual As A Human Soul Or As The Bearer Of A New And Possibly Saving Heresy, Must Be Free. It Is Difficult Enough To Reconcile These Two Needs, But The Problem Holds Another Hazard: The Need Of Action Under The Pressure Of Time.

No One Has Ever Used Historical Examples, Near Or Remote, With The Detail, Precision, And Directness To Be Found In Every Page Of Shaw.