It took most people a lifetime to join the human race.
Every art is a church without communicants, presided over by a parish of the respectable. An artist is born kneeling; he fights to stand. A critic, by nature of the judgment seat, is born sitting.
Sociology, the guilty science, functions best by alarm.
When anything gets freed, a zest goes round the world.
The standard dreaming of a society has to be listened to.
What I have written-and how I came to write it-is most powerfully what I am.