Without the meditative background that is criticism, works become isol >>
Nothing is more repugnant to me than brotherly feelings grounded in th >>
Happiness is the longing for repetition. >>
In most modern instances, interpretation amounts to the philistine ref >>
Post-modernism has cut off the present from all futures. The daily med >>
Give a critic an inch, he'll write a play. >>
Without the meditative background that is criticism, works become isolated gestures, historical accidents, soon forgotten.