Typography Exists To Honor Content.

The First Function Of Violence In Native American Literatures Is Simply To Acknowledge That Violence Is Implicit, Like Gravity And Sunlight, In The World And Our Relations With The World.

The Claim That Myth Is Always A Narrative Spin-off Of Ritual; The Claim That Myth Is The Projection Of Human Anxieties Onto A Cosmological Scrim; The Claim That Myths Are Invented To Give Sanction To Human Predilections And Institutions... These Are Ways Of Trivializing A Mode Of Thought That Has Served Humanity Well For A Very Long Time.

Popularity Isn't Just Something That Happens. You Have To Give Something In Exchange For It, And That's The Dangerous Part Of The Process.

Typography Is The Craft Of Endowing Human Language With A Durable Visual Form, And Thus With An Independent Existence. Its Heartwood Is Calligraphy - The Dance, On A Tiny Stage, Of The Living, Speaking Hand - And Its Roots Reach Into Living Soil, Though Its Branches May Be Hung Each Year With New Machines. So Long As The Root Lives, Typography Remains A Source Of True Delight, True Knowledge, True Surprise.

In The Nineteenth Century, Which Was A Dark And Inflationary Age In Typography, Man Compositors Were Encouraged To Stuff Extra Space Between Sentences. Generations Of Twentieth-century Typists Were Then Taught To Do The Same, By Hitting The Spacebar Twice After Every Period. Your Typing As Well As Your Typesetting Will Benefit From Unlearning This Quaint Victorian Habit.