Every Man Is A King So Long

A Village In A Country Which Is Taking Pains To Become Altogether Standardized And Pure, Which Aspires To Succeed Victorian England As The Chief Mediocrity Of The World, Is No Longer Merely Provincial, No Longer Downy And Restful In Its Leaf-shadowed Ignorance. It Is A Force Seeking To Conquer The Earth. Sure Of Itself, It Bullies Other Civilizations, As A Traveling Salesman In A Brown Derby Conquers The Wisdom Of China And Tacks Advertisements Of Cigarettes Over Arches For Centuries Dedicated To The Sayings Of Confucius.

In Everything Was The Spirit Of Children's Play - Not The Rule-ridden, Time-killing Play Of Adults That Is A Preparation For Death, But The Busy And Credulous Play Of Children That Is A Preparation For Life.

Curiously, Neither God Nor The Devil May Wear Modern Dress, But Must Retain Grecian Vestments.

You," Said Dr. Yavitch, "are A Middle-road Liberal, And You Haven't The Slightest Idea What You Want. I, Being A Revolutionist, Know Exactly What I Want -- And What I Want Now Is A Drink.

You're So Earnest About Morality That I Hate To Think How Essentially Immoral You Must Be Underneath.