One May Not Regard The World As

In Any Language It Is A Struggle To Make A Sentence Say Exactly What You Mean.

Our Press And Our Schools Cultivate Chauvinism, Militarism, Dogmatism, Conformism And Ignorance. The Arbitrary Power Of The Government Is Unlimited, And Unexampled In History; Freedom Of The Press, Of Opinion And Of Movement Are As Thoroughly Exterminated As Though The Proclamation Of The Rights Of Man Had Never Been. We Have Built Up The Most Gigantic Police Apparatus, With Informers Made A National Institution, And The Most Refined Scientific System Of Political And Mental Torture. We Whip The Groaning Masses Of The Country Towards A Theoretical Future Happiness, Which Only We Can.

Einstein's Space Is No Closer To Reality Than Van Gogh's Sky . The Glory Of Science Is Not In A Truth More Absolute Than The Truth Of Bach Or Tolstoy, But In The Act Of Creation Itself. The Scientist's Discoveries Impose His Own Order On Chaos, As The Composer Or Painter Imposes His; An Order That Always Refers To Limited Aspects Of Reality, And Is Based On The Observer's Frame Of Reference, Which Differs From Period To Period As A Rembrant Nude Differs From A Nude By Manet.

Show Us Not The Aim Without The Way. For Ends And Means On Earth Are So Entangled That Changing One, You Change The Other Too; Each Different Path Brings Other Ends In View

...the Temptation, Which Consisted Of A Single Word Written On The Cemetary Of The Defeated: Sleep.