The making of a picture ought surely to be a rather fascinating advent >>
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Down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is >>
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The English have no respect for their language, and will not teach the >>
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It is a mass language only in the same sense that its baseball slang is born of baseball players. That is, it is a language which is being molded by writers to do delicate things and yet be within the grasp of superficially educated people. It is not a natural growth, much as its proletarian writers would like to think so. But compared with it at its best, English has reached the Alexandrian stage of formalism and decay.