The Simplest Questions Are The Hardest To

The Objective World Is The Order Of Nature, Thinking Or Reflection Follows The Suggestions Of Sense Experience, And Words Are The Servomechanisms Of Reflection.

One Doesn't Bother To Believe The Credible: The Credible Is Believed Already, By Definition. There's No Adventure Of The Mind.

Literature Speaks The Language Of The Imagination, And The Study Of Literature Is Supposed To Train And Improve The Imagination.

No Human Society Is Too Primitive To Have Some Kind Of Literature. The Only Thing Is That Primitive Literature Hasn't Yet Become Distinguished From Other Aspects Of Life: It's Still Embedded In Religion, Magic And Social Ceremonies.

A Public That Tries To Do Without Criticism, And Asserts That It Knows What It Wants Or Likes, Brutalizes The Arts And Loses Its Cultural Memory. Art For Art's Sake Is A Retreat From Criticism Which Ends In An Impoverishment Of Civilized Life Itself.