First I believe it to be a grave mistake to present Christianity as something charming and popular with no offense inn it.
Trouble shared is trouble halved.
People who prefer to believe the worst of others will breed war and religious persecutions while the world lasts.
There is only one kind of wisdom that has any social value, and that is the knowledge of one's own limitations.
A woman fit to be a man's wife is too good to be his servant.
Even idiots ocasionally speak the truth accidentally.
Learning and literature have a way of outlasting the civilization that made them.
Everybody is, I suppose, either Classic or Gothic by nature. Either you feel in your bones that buildings should be rectangular boxes with lids to them, or you are moved to the marrow by walls that climb and branch, and break into a inflorescence of pinnacles.
To make a precise scientific description of reality out of words is like trying to build a rigid structure out of pure quicksilver.
Do you solemnly swear never to conceal a vital clue from the reader? Do you promise to observe seemly moderation in the use of gangs, conspiracies, Super Criminals and Lunatics and utterly and forever to forswear Mysterious Poisons unknown to science? Will you honor the King's English? ... If you fail to keep your promise, may other writers steal your plots and your pages swarm with misprints.
How fleeting are all human passions compared with the massive continuity of ducks.
And what do all the great words come to in the end, but that? I love you - I am at rest with you - I have come home.
Praise God (or whatever it is) from (if direction exists) whom (if personality exists) all blessings (if that word corresponds to any percept of objective reality) flow (if Heraclitus and Bergson and Einstein are correct in stating that everything is more or less flowing about).
Some people's blameless lives are to blame for a good deal.
Here be dragons to be slain, here be rich rewards to gain; If we perish in the seeking, why, how small a thing is death!
If people will bring dynamite into a powder factory, they must expect explosions.
Perhaps [the critics are right and] the drama is played out now and Jesus is safely dead and buried. Perhaps. It is ironical and entertaining to consider that at least once in the world's history those words might have been said with complete conviction, and that was on the eve of the Resurrection.
When cats sat staring into the fire they were thinking out problems.
I have never yet heard any middle-aged man or woman who worked with his or her brains express any regret for the passing of youth.
Of course, there is some truth in advertising. There's yeast in bread, but you can't make bread with yeast alone. Truth in advertising is like leaven, which a woman hid in three measures of meal. It provides a suitable quantity of gas, with which to blow out a mass of crude misrepresentation into a form that the public can swallow.
But what are you going to do about the people who are cursed with both hearts and brains?
Those who prefer their English sloppy have only themselves to thank if the advertisement writer uses his mastery of the vocabulary and syntax to mislead their weak minds.
That you cannot have Christian principles without Christ is becoming increasingly clear, because their validity as principles depends on Christ's authority.
[T]he more clamour we make about 'the women's point of view', the more we rub it into people that the women's point of view is different, and frankly I do not think it is -- at least in my job. The line I always want to take is, that there is the 'point of view' of the reasonably enlightened human brain, and that this is the aspect of the matter which I am best fitted to uphold.
Unless we do change our whole way of thought about work, I do not think we shall ever escape from the appalling squirrel-cage of economic confusion in which we have been madly turning for the last three centuries or so, the cage in which we landed ourselves by acquiescing in a social system based upon Envy and Avarice. A society in which consumption has to be artificially stimulated in order to keep production going is a society founded on trash and waste.
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