There Is An Abundance Of Ancient Place

Scientists Are Peeping Toms At The Keyhole Of Eternity.

The Inner Censor Of The Mind Of The True Believer Completes The Work Of The Public Censor; His Self-discipline Is As Tyrannical As The Obedience Imposed By The Regime; He Terrorizes His Own Conscience Into Submission;he Carries His Private Iron Curtain Inside His Skull, To Protect His Illusions Against The Intrusion Of Reality.

The Life We Led Was A Proof Of Man's Capacity For Adaptation.i Think That Even The Condemned Souls In Purgatory After Time Develop A Sort Of Homely Routine.that Is ,by The Way, Why Most Prison Memoirs Are Unreadable.the Difficulty Of Conveying To The Reader An Idea Of A Nightmare World From Which He Has Emerged Makes The Author Depict The Prisoner's State Of Mind As An Uninterruped Continuity Of Despair.he Fears To Appear Frivolous Or To Spoil His Effect By Admitting That Even In The Depths Of Misery Cheerfulness Keeps Breaking In.

In Any Language It Is A Struggle To Make A Sentence Say Exactly What You Mean.

The Continuous Disasters Of Man's History Are Mainly Due To His Excessive Capacity And Urge To Become Identified With A Tribe, Nation, Church Or Cause, And To Espouse Its Credo Uncritically And Enthusiastically, Even If Its Tenets Are Contrary To Reason, Devoid Of Self-interest And Detrimental To The Claims Of Self-preservation.we Are Thus Driven To The Unfashionable Conclusion That The Trouble With Our Species Is Not An Excess Of Aggression, But An Excess Capacity For Fanatical Devotion.