To Write A Novel May Be Pure

Progress Celebrates Victories Over Nature. Progress Makes Purses Out Of Human Skin. When People Were Traveling In Mail Coaches, The World Got Ahead Better Than It Does Now That Salesmen Fly Through The Air. What Good Is Speed If The Brain Has Oozed Out On The Way? How Will The Heirs Of This Age Be Taught The Most Basic Motions That Are Necessary To Activate The Most Complicated Machines? Nature Can Rely On Progress; It Will Avenge It For The Outrage It Has Perpetrated On It.

One Can Translate An Editorial But Not A Poem. For One Can Go Across The Border Naked But Not Without One's Skin; For, Unlike Clothes, One Cannot Get A New Skin.

The Agitator Seizes The Word. The Artist Is Seized By It.

Anesthesia: Wounds Without Pain. Neurasthenia: Pain Without Wounds.

I Would Have Stage-fright If I Had To Speak With Every One Of The People Before Whom I Speak.