Few Great Men Would Have Got Past

American Society Has Tried So Hard And So Ably To Defend The Practice And Theory Of Production For Profit And Not Primarily For Use That Now It Has Succeeded In Making Its Jobs And Products Profitable And Useless.

Let Me Formulate The Artistic Disposition As Follows: It Is Reacting With One's Ideal To The Flaw In Oneself And In The World, And Somehow Making That Reaction Formation Solid Enough In The Medium So That It Indeed Becomes An Improved Bit Of Real World For Others.

Comedy Deflates The Sense Precisely So That The Underlying Lubricity And Malice May Bubble To The Surface.

To Want A Job That Exercises A Man's Capacities In An Enterprise Useful To Society, Is Utopian Anarcho-syndicalism; It Is Labor Invading The Domain Of Management. No Labor Leader Has Entertained Such A Thought In Our Generation. Management Has The "sole Prerogative" To Determine The Products.

God Works In Many Ways His Wonders To Perform. But He's Not A Skillful Mechanic. A Man Drived Over A Cliff And "by A Miracle" He Only Breaks His Back. It Would Be More Divine If He Were A Better Driver And Stayed On The Road.