In The Beginning Was The Lie And

Animistic Savages Prostrating Themselves Before A Painted Stone Have Always Seemed To Me To Be Nearer The Truth Than Any Einstein Or Bertrand Russell.

We Have Now Educated Ourselves Into A State Of Complete Imbecility.

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.

The Only People I've Met In This World Who Never Doubt Are Materialists And Atheists.

The First Thing I Remember About The World And I Pray That It May Be The Last Is That I Was A Stranger In It. This Feeling, Which Everyone Has In Some Degree, And Which Is, At Once, The Glory And Desolation Of Homo Sapiens , Provides The Only Thread Of Consistency That I Can Detect In My Life.