Being Brought Up In A

Any Attempt To Define Literary Theory In Terms Of A Distinctive Method Is Doomed To Failure.

The Government Spokesman Announces That There Is No Truth In The Charges Of Widespread Corruption Within The Cabinet; Nobody Believes Him; He Knows That Nobody Believes Him, We Know That He Knows It, And He Knows It Too.

Evil Is Unintelligible. It Is Just A Thing In Itself, Like Boarding A Crowded Commuter Train Wearing Only A Giant Boa Constrictor. There Is No Context Which Would Make It Explicable.

Evil May Be 'unscientific' But So Is A Song Or A Smile.

Man Eternally Tries To Get Back To An Organic Past That Has Slipped Just Beyond His Reach.