The Basest Person Is Capable

In Many People It Is Already An Impertinence To Say 'i'.

Thus Is Order Ensured: Some Have To Play The Game Because They Cannot Otherwise Live, And Those Who Could Live Otherwise Are Kept Out Because They Do Not Want To Play The Game. It Is As If The Class From Which Independent Intellectuals Have Defected Takes Its Revenge, By Pressing Its Demands Home In The Very Domain Where The Deserter Seeks Refuge.

One Must Have Tradition In Oneself, To Hate It Properly.

To Hate Destructiveness, One Must Hate Life As Well: Only Death Is An Image Of Undistorted Life ... Organic Life Is An Illness Peculiar To Our Unlovely Planet.

Freedom Would Be Not To Choose Between Black And White But To Abjure Such Prescribed Choices.