There are no wrong books. What’s wrong is the fear of them.
What cannot be said above all must not be silenced but written.
It’s a form of censorship in its crudest and rudest form.
The Procrustean bed. . .suggests itself with dispiriting aptness as a metaphor for the Culture Wars, right down to the blandishments with which Procrustes must have lured his guests over the threshold. (I picture him...
Where they have burned books, they will end in burning human beings.
Self-censorship is the most insidious form of censorship.
Censorship feeds the dirty mind more than the four-letter word itself.
Government censorship can slow down, but can’t reverse this trend.
Our time prides itself on having finally achieved the freedom from censorship for which libertarians in all ages have struggled…The credit for these great achievements is claimed by the new spirit of rationalism, a rationalism...