“I think she was a novelist.” To say that someone was a “novelist”—that that is what she had been—is a fairly savage reduction.
Hume Tanner, Essays Concerning Human Understanding.
Judgment: one consequence of the attempt to “make no judgments.”
W. Karl Bavinger, The Misanthrope’s Way With Words.
It is as follows. Classical mechanics: narrow. Theosophical occultism: vast. And now we comprehend the spatial domain of ideology.
Bronson K. Janda, Turning Gold Into Lead.
Todd embraces no principles. Yet he still refuses to compromise.
Brendan Shaughnessy, Lobsters and Clams, a Novel.
Physics only appears to offer refuge to the atheist. Actually, consistency is the greatest mystery of all.
Roone Giddings, Dirty Old Coins.
Elizabeth was displaying what actors call “anger.”
Gladys Huizinga, Hard-Luck Dennis.
The more elaborate our reasoning, the more it tends toward segments of a circumference.
Craven Willowsey, New Uses for Architecture.
Ideas serve primarily as a sort of badge of personal identity. Any concern with characterizing (or understanding) the world is secondary at best.
Amanda Willcoxen, ed., The Literary and Philosophical Fragments of Gregory James Sallust.
“Ideology” is a new form of slumber.
Gunther Pinks, A Paranoid’s Pitiful Propositions.
University: a practical joke (as in whoopee cushion, hot foot, pie in the face).
Clive Morrow, A Crustacean’s Dictionary.
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