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Modern Critics, Who Refuse To Let A Plain Thing Alone, Have Now Started A Theory That Cervantes's Work Is A Vast Piece Of "symbolism." If So, Cervantes Didn't Know It Himself And Nobody Thought Of It For Three Hundred Years. He Meant It As A Satire Upon The Silly Romances Of Chivalry.

Professors Of Theory Merely Hold Post-mortems.

The Victorians Needed Parody. Without It Their Literature Would Have Been A Rank And Weedy Growth, Over-watered With Tears.

It Was Einstein Who Made The Real Trouble. He Announced In 1905 That There Was No Such Thing As Absolute Rest. After That There Never Was.

In Point Of Morals, The Average Woman Is, Even For Business, Too Crooked.