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The Most Terrible Thing About Materialism, Even More Terrible Than Its Proneness To Violence, Is Its Boredom, From Which Sex Alcohol, Drugs, All Devices For Putting Out The Accusing Light Of Reason And Suppressing The Unrealizable Aspirations Of Love, Offer A Prospect Of Deliverance.

The Three Most Disastrous Inventions Of Our Time Have Been The Birth Control Pill, The Camera And Nuclear Weaponry. The First Offers Sex In Terms Of Sterility, The Second Reality In Terms Of Fantasy, And The Third Security In Terms Of Destruction.

In His Own Lifetime Jesus Made No Impact On History. This Is Something That I Cannot But Regard As A Special Dispensation On God's Part, And, I Like To Think, Yet Another Example Of The Ironical Humour Which Informs So Many Of His Purposes. To Me, It Seems Highly Appropriate That The Most Important Figure In All History Should Thus Escape The Notice Of Memoirists, Diarists, Commentators, All The Tribe Of Chroniclers Who Even Then Existed

One Of The Peculiar Sins Of The Twentieth Century Which We've Developed To A Very High Level Is The Sin Of Credulity. It Has Been Said That When Human Beings Stop Believing In God They Believe In Nothing. The Truth Is Much Worse: They Believe In Anything.

I Think That Once You've Produced A Conformist, A Totally Conformist Society, A Society In Which There Were No Critics, That Would In Fact Be An Exact Equivalent Of The Totalitarian Societies Against Which We Are Supposed To Be Fighting In A Cold War.