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A Ready Means Of Being Cherished By The English Is To Adopt The Simple Expedient Of Living A Long Time. I Have Little Doubt That If, Say, Oscar Wilde Had Lived Into His Nineties, Instead Of Dying In His Forties, He Would Have Been Considered A Benign, Distinguished Figure Suitable To Preside At A School Prize-giving Or To Instruct And Exhort Scout Masters At Their Jamborees. He Might Even Have Been Knighted.

American Women: How They Mortify The Flesh In Order To Make It Appetizing! Their Beauty Is A Vast Industry, Their Enduring Allure A Discipline Which Nuns Or Athletes Might Find Excessive.

The Genius Of Man In Our Time Has Gone Into Jet-propulsion, Atom-splitting, Penicillin-curing, Etc. There Is None Over For Works Of Imagination; Of Spiritual Insight Or Mystical Enlightenment. I Asked For Bread And Was Given A Tranquilliser.

Accumulating Knowledge Is A Form Of Avarice And Lends Itself To Another Version Of The Midas Story ...man [is] So Avid For Knowledge That Everything That He Touches Turns To Facts; His Faith Becomes Theology; His Love Becomes Lechery; His Wisdom Becomes Science; Pursuing Meaning, He Ignores Truth.

I Think That Any Person Who Is Commenting On Public Affairs Is Entitled To Point Out Those Dangers.