We have become the charnel house of the Western World.
The intellectual takes as a starting point his self and relates the world to his own sensibilities; the scientist accepts an existing field of knowledge and seeks to map out the unexplored terrain.
No, I didn’t become disenchanted. I just couldn’t paint like them.
We have to raise the consciousness; the only way poets can change the world is to raise the consciousness of the general populace.
I’d ban all automobiles from the central part of the city. You see, the automobile was just a passing fad. It’s got to go. It’s got to go a long way from here.
I think if there’s a great depression there might be some hope.
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.