Communism, Being The Lay Form Of Catholicism,

I Learned Long Ago, Never To Wrestle With A Pig. You Get Dirty, And Besides, The Pig Likes It.

Very Nice Sort Of Place, Oxford, I Should Think, For People That Like That Sort Of Place. They Teach You To Be A Gentleman There. In The Polytechnic They Teach You To Be An Engineer Or Such Like. See?

To Disbelieve In Marriage Is Easy: To Love A Married Woman Is Easy; But To Betray A Comrade, To Be Disloyal To A Host, To Break The Covenant Of Bread And Salt, Is Impossible.

Reason Enslaves All Whose Minds Are Not Strong Enough To Master Her.

A Critic Recently Described Me, With Deadly Acuteness, As Having 'a Kindly Dislike Of My Fellow-creatures.' Perhaps Dread Would Have Been Nearer The Mark Than Dislike; For Man Is The Only Animal Of Which I Am Thoroughly And Cravenly Afraid.