The Underlying Sickness Of Human Life Is

Within My Own Life, I Read All The Beloved Novels By Lamps Of Vegetable Oil; I Saw The Standard Oil Invading My Own Village, I Saw Gas Lamps In The Chinese Shops In Shanghai; And I Saw Their Elimination By Electric Lights.

The Underlying Sickness Of Human Life Is An Unwillingness To Look With Open Eyes At The Condition Of The World.

What Is Sacred Among One People May Be Ridiculous In Another; And What Is Despised Or Rejected By One Cultural Group, May In A Different Environment Become The Cornerstone For A Great Edifice Of Strange Grandeur And Beauty.

It Is Only Through Contact And Comparison That The Relative Value Or Worthlessness Of The Various Cultural Elements Can Be Clearly And Critically Seen And Understood.

The Rise Of The Dramas In The Thirteenth Century, And The Rise Of The Great Novels In A Later Period, Together With Their Frank Glorification Of Love And The Joys Of Life, May Be Called The Third Renaissance.