What Will Finally Destroy Us Is Not

The Greatest Artists, Saints, Philosophers, And, Until Quite Recent Times, Scientists... Have All Assumed That The New Testament Promise Of Eternal Life Is Valid.... I'd Rather Be Wrong With Dante And Shakespeare And Milton, With Augustine Of Hippo And Francis Of Assisi, With Dr. Johnson, Blake, And Dostoevsky Than Right With Voltaire, Rousseau, The Huxleys, Herbert Spencer, H. G. Wells, And Bernard Shaw.

On Television I Feel Like A Man Playing Piano In A Brothel; Every Now And Again He Solaces Himself By Playing 'abide With Me' In The Hope Of Edifying Both The Clients And The Inmates

[pascal] Was The First And Perhaps Is Still The Most Effective Voice To Be Raised In Warning Of The Consequences Of The Enthronement Of The Human Ego In Contradistinction To The Cross, Symbolizing The Ego's Immolation. How Beautiful It All Seemed At The Time Of The Enlightenment, That Man Triumphant Would Bring To Pass That Earthly Paradise Whose Groves Of Academe Would Ensure The Realization Forever Of Peace, Plenty, And Beatitude In Practice. But What A Nightmare Of Wars, Famines, And Folly Was To Result Therefrom.

There Is No Such Things As Darkness, Only A Failure To See.

I Never Met A Rich Man Who Was Happy, But I Have Only Very Occasionally Met A Poor Man Who Did Not Want To Become A Rich Man.