The mere attempt to examine my own confusion would consume volumes.
This continent, an open palm spread frank before the sky.
The camera is just a machine, which records with impressive and as a rule very cruel faithfulness.
As a whole part of "psychological education" it needs to be remembered that a neurosis can be valuable; also that "adjustment" to a sick and insane environment is of itself not "health" but sickness and insanity.
I know I am making the choice most dangerous to an artist in valuing life above art.
It is probably well on the conservative side to estimate that during the past ten to fifteen years the camera has destroyed a thousand pairs of eyes, corrupted ten thousand, and seriously deceived a hundred thousand, for every one pair that it has opened, and taught.