There Is Only One Way

Characters Tend To Be Either For Or Against The Quest. If They Assist It, They Are Idealized As Simply Gallant Or Pure; If They Obstruct It, They Are Characterized As Simply Villainous Or Cowardly. Hence Every Typical Character...tends To Have His Moral Opposite Confronting Him, Like Black And White Pieces In A Chess Game.

It Seems To Me That Canadian Sensibility Has Been Profoundly Disturbed, Not So Much By Our Famous Problem Of Identity, Important As That Is, As By A Series Of Paradoxes In What Confronts That Identity. It Is Less Perplexed By The Question "who Am I?" Than By Some Such Riddle As "where Is Here?

One Doesn't Bother To Believe The Credible: The Credible Is Believed Already, By Definition. There's No Adventure Of The Mind.

The Pursuit Of Beauty Is Much More Dangerous Nonsense Than The Pursuit Of Truth Or Goodness, Because It Affords A Stronger Temptation To The Ego.

The Fable Says That The Tortoise Won In The End, Which Is Consoling, But The Hare Shows A Good Deal Of Speed And Few Signs Of Tiring.