The Deadliest Blow The Enemy Of The

...but You Are Too Much For Them: The Weak In Courage Are Strong In Cunning; And One By One, You Have Absorbed And Have Captured And Dishonored, And Have Distilled Of Your Deliverers The Most Ruinous Of All Poisons; People Hear Beethoven In Concert Halls, Or Over A Bridge Game, Or To Relax; Cézannes Are Hung On Walls, Reproduced, In Natural Wood Frames; Van Gogh Is The Man Who Cut Off His Ear And Whose Yellows Became Recently Popular In Window Decoration.

The Camera Seems To Me, Next To Unassisted And Weaponless Consciousness, The Central Instrument Of Our Time.

Truth Lies Within A Little And Certain Compass, But Error Is Immense.

The Mere Attempt To Examine My Own Confusion Would Consume Volumes.

I Prefer A Little Free Speech To No Free Speech At All; But How Many Have Free Speech Or The Chance Or The Mind For It; And Is Not Free Speech Here As Elsewhere Clamped Down On In Ratio Of Its Freedom And Danger?