We Are Talking Now Of Summer Evenings

I Prefer A Little Free Speech To No Free Speech At All; But How Many Have Free Speech Or The Chance Or The Mind For It; And Is Not Free Speech Here As Elsewhere Clamped Down On In Ratio Of Its Freedom And Danger?

He Used This Great, Sad, Motionless Face To Suggest Various Related Things: A One-track Mind Near The Track's End Of Pure Insanity; Mulish Imperturbability Under The Wildest Of Circumstances; How Dead A Human Being Can Get And Still Be Alive . . .

And No Matter What, There's Not One Thing In This World *or* The Next That We Can Do Or Hope Or Guess At Or Wish Or Pray That Can Change It Or Help It One Iota. Because Whatever Is, Is. That's All. And All There Is Now Is To Be Ready For It, Strong Enough For It, Whatever It May Be. That's All. That's All That Matters. It's All That Matters Because It's All That's Possible.

The Camera Is Just A Machine, Which Records With Impressive And As A Rule Very Cruel Faithfulness.

It Is Probably Well On The Conservative Side To Estimate That During The Past Ten To Fifteen Years The Camera Has Destroyed A Thousand Pairs Of Eyes, Corrupted Ten Thousand, And Seriously Deceived A Hundred Thousand, For Every One Pair That It Has Opened, And Taught.