But childhood prolonged, cannot remain a fairyland. It becomes a hell.
The intellectual is a middle-class product; if he is not born into the class he must soon insert himself into it, in order to exist. He is the fine nervous flower of the bourgeoisie.
Category: Intelligence And Intellectuals
Because language is the carrier of ideas, it is easy to believe that it should be very little else than such a carrier.
Women have no wilderness in them. They are provident instead content in the tight hot cell of their hearts. To eat dusty bread.