Art Is Hard For A Puritan To

I Have Often Supported Israel, I Have Often Visited The Country And Want The Country To Exist And At Last Find Peace With Its Neighbours.

The Patience Of Poverty. In Rice Fields, Backs Bent Forever. Amazing, Man Outoxens The Oxen And Still Smiles. The Mystery Of India, Say Indologists.

If I Were Asked To Think Up A New Name For Temptation, I Should Recommend The Word 'doorknob', Because What Are These Protuberances Put On Doors For If Not To Tempt Us.

I Shall Speak Of How Melancholy And Utopia Preclude One Another. How They Fertilize One Another... Of The Revulsion That Follows One Insight And Precedes The Next... Of Superabundance And Surfeit. Of Stasis In Progress. And Of Myself, For Whom Melancholy And Utopia Are Heads And Tails Of The Same Coin.

How Easily The Routine Of Sin Establishes Itself.