It Is Hard To Grow Up In

We Certainly Have At Present The Dismal Situation That The Most Imaginative Men Are Directed By A Group, The Top Managers, Who Are Among The Least.

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.

No Good Has Ever Come From Feeling Guilty, Neither Intelligence, Policy, Nor Compassion. The Guilty Do Not Pay Attention To The Object But Only To Themselves, And Not Even To Their Own Interests, Which Might Make Sense, But To Their Anxieties.

Be Patient, Do Nothing, Cease Striving. We Find This Advice Disheartening And Therefore Unfeasible Because We Forget It Is Our Own Inflexible Activity That Is Structuring The Reality. We Think That If We Do Not Hustle, Nothing Will Happen And We Will Pine Away. But The Reality Is Probably In Motion And After A While We Might Take Part In That Motion. But One Can't Know.

Penology...has Become Torture And Foolishness, A Waste Of Money And A Cause Of Crime...a Blotting Out Of Sight And Heightening Of Social Anxiety.