When appearance and reality coincide, philosophy and literary criticism find themselves with nothing to say.
I regret. I apologize. I blame myself. I continue as before.
The educated do not share a common body of information, but a common state of mind.
Sometimes the given seems like something taken away.
Vulgarity is innocent; urbanity is not.
Neat trick: to be roused to ambition and reconciled to one's mediocrity at the same time.