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'god' Is The Name Given To The Most 'important' Human Idea. In English, As In Other Languages, The Original Sense Of The Word Is Obscure. But The Character Of The Name Is The Same In All Languages: It Is A Question. 'god' Is The Question 'is There Something More Important Than, Something Besides, Man?'

Pseudo-modernists Pursue Individual Style Because They Know They Cannot Make A Name Without It; But If They Had Lived In The Eighteenth Century Their Sole Object Would Have Been To Write Correctly, To Conform To The Manner Of The Period. In Practice, Their Conforming Individualism Means An Imitation, Studiously Concealed, Of The Eccentricities Of Poems Which Really Are Individual.

Emile Saint-blague Had Been A Lively, Versatile Painter In His Youth, But He Had Abused His Energy By Painting Too Many Pictures; So That In What Might Have Been The Ripe Period Of His Art He Had Nothing Left But Ideas. A Man Who Has Nothing Left But Ideas May Be Of Great Service To His Friends, But He Is Of No Use At All To Himself. Emile Was Certainly An Inspiration To His Friends.

I Met God. 'what,' He Said, 'you Already?' 'what,' I Said, 'you Still?

Anger Is Precious Because It Is An Immediate, Undeniable Clue To What Our Minds (so Much More Cautious In Rejection And Resistance Than Our Bodies) Will Not Tolerate.