I Am The Place In Which Something

Being Human Signifies, For Each One Of Us, Belonging To A Class, A Society, A Country, A Continent And A Civilization; And For Us European Earth-dwellers, The Adventure Played Out In The Heart Of The New World Signifies In The First Place That It Was Not Our World And That We Bear Responsibility For The Crime Of Its Destruction.

The Dogma Of Cultural Relativism Is Challenged By The Very People For Whose Moral Benefit The Anthropologists Established It In The First Place. The Complaint The Underdeveloped Countries Advance Is Not That They Are Being Westernized, But That The Westernization Is Proceeding Too Slowly.

Natural Man Did Not Precede Society, Nor Is He Outside It.

How Can My Old Photographs Fail To Create In Me A Feeling Of Emptiness And Sorrow? They Make Me Acutely Aware That This Second Deprivation Will Be Final This Time.

In The Case Of European Towns, The Passing Of Centuries Provides An Enhancement; In The Case Of American Towns, The Passing Of Years Brings Degeneration. It Is Not Simply That They Have Been Newly Built; They Were Built So As To Be Renewable As Quickly As They Were Put Up, That Is, Badly.