I Think An Alliance With Stalin's Russia

I Ask A Wreathwhich Will Not Crush My Head. And There Is No Hurry About It; I Shall Have, Doubtless, A Boom After My Funeral, Seeing That Long Standing Increases All Things Regardless Of Quality.

Music Begins To Atrophy When It Departs Too Far From The Dance... Poetry Begins To Atrophy When It Gets Too Far From Music.

A Classic Is Classic Not Because It Conforms To Certain Structural Rules, Or Fits Certain Definitions It Is Classic Because Of A Certain Eternal And Irrepressible Freshness.

As For Literature It Gives No Man A Sinecure. And No One Knows, At Sight, A Masterpiece. And Give Up Verse, My Boy, There's Nothing In It.

The Only Chance For Victory Over The Brainwash Is The Right Of Every Man To Have His Ideas Judged One At A Time. You Never Get Clarity As Long As You Have These Packaged Words, As Long As A Word Is Used By Twenty-five People In Twenty-five Different Ways. That Seems To Me To Be The First Fight, If There Is Going To Be Any Intellect Left.