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A Well-known Magazine Asks A Man How They Should Refer To Him, As Psychologist X, As Author X? He Suggests Man Of Letters, For That Is What He Is, In The Eighteenth-century Meaning. But They Can't Buy That Because The Word Doesn't Exist In Time-style; He Cannot Be That, And Presumably The Old Function Of Letters Cannot Exist.

Not To Teach The Whole Curriculum Is To Give Up On The Whole Man.

It Then Becomes Necessary To Stop Short And Make A Choice: Either/or. Either One Drifts With Their Absurd System Of Ideas, Believing That This Is The Human Community. Or One Dissents Totally From Their System Of Ideas And Stands As A Lonely Human Being. (but Luckily One Notices That The Others Are In The Same Crisis And Making The Same Choices.)

The Important Thing About Travel In Foreign Lands Is That It Breaks The Speech Habits And Makes You Blab Less, And Breaks The Habitual Space-feeling Because Of Different Village Plans And Different Landscapes. It Is Less Important That There Are Different Mores, For You Counteract These With Your Own Reaction-formations.

All Men Are Creative But Few Are Artists.