History Is The Science Of

Towns Are Full Of People, Houses Full Of Tenants, Hotels Full Of Guests, Trains Full Of Travelers, Cafés Full Of Customers, Parks Full Of Promenaders, Consulting-rooms Of Famous Doctors Full Of Patients, Theatres Full Of Spectators, And Beaches Full Of Bathers. What Previously Was, In General, No Problem, Now Begins To Be An Everyday One, Namely, To Find Room.

Revolution Is Not The Uprising Against Preexisting Order, But The Setting Up Of A New Order Contradictory To The Traditional One

For The Person For Whom Small Things Do Not Exist, The Great Is Not Great.

The Metaphor Is Perhaps One Of Man's Most Fruitful Potentialities. Its Efficacy Verges On Magic, And It Seems A Tool For Creation Which God Forgot Inside One Of His Creatures When He Made Him. All Our Faculties Keep Us Within The Realm Of The Real, Of What Is Already There. The Most We Can Do Is To Combine Things Or Break Them Up. The Metaphor Alone Furnishes An Escape; Between The Real Things, It Lets Emerge Imaginary Reefs, A Crop Of Floating Islands.

To Learn English You Must Begin By Thrusting The Jaw Forward, Almost Clenching The Teeth, And Practically Immbilizing The Lips. In This Way The English Produce The Series Of Unpleasant Little Mews Of Which Their Language Consists.