A Great Philosopher In The Wrong Is

That Is Why I Think, In Defiance Of Plato, That There Is At Once Error And Vulgarity In Saying That Poetry Is A Lie, Except In The Sense That Cocteau Wrote One Day: I Am A Lie Who Always Tells The Truth. The Only Poetry Which Lies Purely And Simply Is Academic, Pseudo-classical, Conceptually Repetitive Poetry, And It Is Not Poetry.

The Great And Admirable Strength Of America Consists In This, That America Is Truly The American People.

Power Without Authority Is Tyranny.

Art Is A Creative Effort Of Which The Wellsprings Lie In The Spirit, And Which Brings Us At Once The Most Intimate Self Of The Artist And The Secret Concurrences Which He Has Perceived In Things By Means Of A Vision Or Intuition All His Own, And Not To Be Expressed In Ideas And In Words-expressible Only In The Work Of Art.

There Are Absolute Atheists ... Absolute Atheism Is In No Way A Mere Absence Of Belief In God. It Is Rather A Refusal Of God, A Fight Against God, A Challenge To God.