No philosopher understands his predecessors until he has re-thought their thought in his own contemporary terms.
It’s the story of an American who wants to become a dictator and goes to Europe with a sidekick to interview various Fascists to find out how the Nazis and Mussolini got into power.
I am too weary to listen, too angry to hear.
I’m reading a book about Romaine Brooks, a wonderful painter from early in the last century.
We were just a one-room bookstore; we didn’t have any money for lawyers.
Four years earlier I had been selected, with Kay Boyle, the writer, and a number of others, to go to Cambodia and come back and prove that there were no sanctuaries in that country.
Neither Aristotelian nor Russellian rules give the exact logic of any expression of ordinary language; for ordinary language has no exact logic.
May 4th is a particularly memorable day in American history because 84 years to the day before May 4, 1970, there was another demonstration at the Haymarket Square in Chicago.
And the Blue Angels are coming back to scare the local population. I remember seeing old Vietnamese women ducking under the benches in Washington Square; they thought they were back in the war.
The real literary editors have mostly been fired. Those that remain are all ‘bottom line’ editors; everything depends on the money.