Revolution today is taken for granted, and in consequence becomes rather dull.

Art is the expression of an enormous preference.

Sadistic excess attempts to reach roughly and by harshness what art reaches by fineness.

As a result of the feminist revolution, feminine becomes an abusive epithet.

The artist is always engaged in writing a detailed history of the future because he is the only person aware of the nature of the present.

A sort of war of revenge on the intellect is what, for some reason, thrives in the contemporary social atmosphereThe ideas of a time are like the clothes of a season: they are as arbitrary, as much imposed by some superior will which is seldom explicit. They are utilitarian and political, the instruments of smooth-running government.

The male has been persuaded to assume a certain onerous and disagreeable role with the promise of rewards -- material and psychological. Women may in the first place even have put it into his head. BE A MAN! may have been, metaphorically, what Eve uttered at the critical moment in the garden of Eden.