True Individualists Tend To Be Quite Unobservant;

Ours Must Be The First Age Whose Great Goal, On A Nonmaterial Plane, Is Not Fulfillment But Adjustment; And Perhaps Just Such A Goal Has Served As Maladjustment's Weapon.

From The Failure Of The Humanist Tradition To Participate Fully Or To Act Decisively, Civilizations May Perhaps Crumble Or Perish At The Hands Of Barbarians. But Unless The Humanist Tradition Itself In Some Form Survives, There Can Really Be No Civilization At All.

One Of The Saddest Things About Conformity Is The Ghastly Sort Of Non-conformity It Breeds; The Noisy Protesting, The Aggressive Rebelliousness, The Rigid Counter-fetishism.

The American Way Is So Restlessly Creative As To Be Essentially Destructive; The American Way Is To Carry Common Sense Itself Almost To The Point Of Madness.

It Is One Of The Sublime Provincialities Of New York That Its Inhabitants Lap Up Trivial Gossip About Essential Nobodies They've Never Set Eyes On, While Continuing To Boast That They Could Live Somewhere For Twenty Years Without So Much As Exchanging Pleasantries With Their Neighbors Across The Hall.