Science Is, In The Best

The World Has Long Observed That Small Acts Of Immorality, If Repeated, Will Destroy Character. It Is Equally Manifest, Though Never Said, That Uttering Nonsense And Half-truth Without Cease Ends By Destroying Intellect

We Cannot Appreciate The Art Of Any Age Without First Acquiring An Equivalent Of The Experience It Depicts.

The Nation In Arms Is Virtually A Communist State: The People Must Be Paid Wages And Fed And Protected And Regimented Behind The Lines As Much As On The Front. Minds Must Be Kept Loyal And At The Right Pitch Of Hate, So That Successive Drafts Of Fighters Are Accepted Without Murmurings. Letters And Newspapers Must Be Censored While The Propaganda Mill Grinds On. As For Decisions Of Strategy And Overall Command, They Must Please Many Masters: Dissenters In The Cabinet, The Heads Of The Allied States And Public Opinion. Hence Failures Must Be Disguised Or Concealed.

It Is Always Some Illusion That Creates Disillusion, Especially In The Young, For Whom The Only Alternative To Perfection Is Cynicism.

Machines Are Admirable And Tyrannize Only With The User's Consent. Where, Then, Is The Enemy? Not Where The Machine Gives Relief From Drudgery But Where Human Judgment Abdicates. The Smoothest Machine-made Product Of The Age Is The Organization Man, For Even The Best Organizing Principle Tends To Corrupt, And The Mechanical Principle Corrupts Absolutely.