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The American Way Is So Restlessly Creative As To Be Essentially Destructive; The American Way Is To Carry Common Sense Itself Almost To The Point Of Madness.

The Life Of Sense Begins By Assuming That We Can Only Fitfully Live The Life Of Reason.

The Materialistic Idealism That Governs American Life, That On The One Hand Makes A Chariot Of Every Grocery Wagon, And On The Other A Mere Hitching Post Of Every Star, Lets Every Man Lead A Very Enticing Double Life.

From The Failure Of The Humanist Tradition To Participate Fully Or To Act Decisively, Civilizations May Perhaps Crumble Or Perish At The Hands Of Barbarians. But Unless The Humanist Tradition Itself In Some Form Survives, There Can Really Be No Civilization At All.

The Technique Of Winning Is So Shoddy, The Terms Of Winning Are So Ignoble, The Tenure Of Winning Is So Brief; And The Specter Of The Has-been-a Shameful Rather Than A Pitiable Sight Today-brings A Sudden Chill Even To Our Sunlit Moments.