I Wouldn't Have Said That Anthony Eden

Tranquilizers To Overcome Angst, Pep Pills To Wake Us Up, Life Pills To Ensure Blissful Sterility. I Will Lift Up My Ears Unto The Pills Whence Cometh My Help.

For Us Humans, Everything Is Permanent - Until It Changes, As We Are Immortal Until We Die

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

Behind The Debris Of These Self-styled, Sullen Supermen And Imperial Diplomatists, There Stands The Gigantic Figure Of One Person, Because Of Whom, By Whom, In Whom, And Through Whom Alone Mankind Might Still Have Hope. The Person Of Jesus Christ.

This Life In Us; However Low It Flickers Or Fiercely Burns, Is Still A Divine Flame Which No Man Dare Presume To Put Out, Be His Motives Never So Humane And Enlightened; To Suppose Otherwise Is To Countenance A Death-wish; Either Life Is Always And In All Circumstances Sacred, Or Intrinsically Of No Account; It Is Inconceivable That It Should Be In Some Cases The One, And In Some The Other.