I Move In A Society So Devoid

When We Choose A Man To Beautify Our Towns, We Do Not Automatically Call On The Major Artists Of The World. ... We Now Lavishly Praise Frank Lloyd Wright, But We Never Made Any Community Use Of Him, Though He Longed For The Chance.

I Move In A Society So Devoid Of Ordinary Reality That I Am Continually Stopping To Teach Good Sense, To Give Support, To Help Out, As A Young Gangster Might Help An Old Lady Across The Street On His Way To The Stick-up.

The Organization Of American Society Is An Interlocking System Of Semi-monopolies Notoriously Venal, An Electorate Notoriously Unenlightened, Misled By Mass Media Notoriously Phony.

The Important Thing About Travel In Foreign Lands Is That It Breaks The Speech Habits And Makes You Blab Less, And Breaks The Habitual Space-feeling Because Of Different Village Plans And Different Landscapes. It Is Less Important That There Are Different Mores, For You Counteract These With Your Own Reaction-formations.

Suppose You Had The Revolution You Are Talking And Dreaming About. Suppose Your Side Had Won, And You Had The Kind Of Society You Wanted. How Would You Live, You Personally, In That Society? Start Living That Way Now!