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Evil Is Often Supposed To Be Without Rhyme Or Reason.

Schizophrenic Language Has In This Sense An Interesting Resemblance To Poetry.

If The Masses Are Not Thrown A Few Novels , They May React By Throwing Up A Few Barricades.

It Is False To Believe That The Sun Revolves Around The Earth, But It Is Not Absurd.

Because Subjects Like Literature And Art History Have No Obvious Material Pay-off, They Tend To Attract Those Who Look Askance At Capitalist Notions Of Utility. The Idea Of Doing Something Purely For The Delight Of It Has Always Rattled The Grey-bearded Guardians Of The State. Sheer Pointlessness Has Always Been A Deeply Subversive Affair.