I Hate Travelling And Explorers

No Contact With Savage Indian Tribes Has Ever Daunted Me More Than The Morning I Spent With An Old Lady Swathed In Woolies Who Compared Herself To A Rotten Herring Encased In A Block Of Ice.

Our Students Wanted To Know Everything: But Only The Newest Theory Seemed To Them Worth Bothering With. Knowing Nothing Of The Intellectual Achievements Of The Past, They Kept Fresh And Intact Their Enthusiasm For 'the Latest Thing'. Fashion Dominated Their Interest: They Valued Ideas Not For Themselves But For The Prestige That They Could Wring From Them.

The Image A Society Evolves Of The Relationship Between The Living And The Dead Is, In The Final Analysis, An Attempt, On The Level Of Religious Thought, To Conceal, Embellish Or Justify The Actual Relationships Which Prevail Among The Living.

The Work Of The Painter, The Poet Or The Musician, Like The Myths And Symbols Of The Savage, Ought To Be Seen By Us, If Not As A Superior Form Of Knowledge, At Least As The Most Fundamental And The Only One Really Common To Us All; Scientific Thought Is Merely The Sharp Point More Penetrating Because It Has Been Whetted On The Stone Of Fact, But At The Cost Of Some Loss Of Substance And Its Effectiveness Is To Be Explained By Its Power To Pierce Sufficiently Deeply For The Main Body Of The Tool To Follow The Head.

Language Is A Form Of Human Reason, Which Has Its Internal Logic Of Which Man Knows Nothing.