The orgasm has replaced the cross as the focus of longing and fulfillment.
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Few men of action have been able to make a graceful exit at the appropriate time.
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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 tranquilizer. It is important to recognize that in our time man has not written one word, thought one thought, put two notes or two bricks together, splashed color on to canvas or concrete into space, in a manner which will be of any conceivable imaginative interest to posterity.
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The most terrible thing about materialism, even more terrible than its proneness to violence, is its boredom, from which sex, alcohol, drugs, all devices for putting out the accusing light of reason and suppressing the unrealizable aspirations of love, offer a prospect of deliverance.
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Good taste and humor are a contradiction in terms, like a chaste whore.
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There is something ridiculous and even quite indecent in an individual claiming to be happy. Still more a people or a nation making such a claim. The pursuit of happiness... is without any question the most fatuous which could possibly be undertaken. This lamentable phrase the pursuit of happiness is responsible for a good part of the ills and miseries of the modern world.
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The orgasm has replaced the Cross as the focus of longing and the image of fulfillment.
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Good taste and humour are a contradiction in terms, like a chaste whore.
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St. Teresa of Avila described our life in this world as like a night at a second-class hotel.
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There's nothing in this world more instinctively abhorrent to me than finding myself in agreement with my fellow-humans.
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Civilization -- a heap of rubble scavenged by scrawny English Lit. vultures.
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One of the peculiar sins of the twentieth century which we've developed to a very high level is the sin of credulity. It has been said that when human beings stop believing in God they believe in nothing. The truth is much worse: they believe in anything.
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There's nothing is this world more instinctively abhorrent to me than finding myself in agreement with my fellow-humans.
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This horror of pain is a rather low instinct and ... if I think of human beings I've known and of my own life, such as it is, I can't recall a...
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Surely the glory of journalism is its transience.
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I can say that I never knew what joy was like until I gave up pursuing happiness, or cared to live until I chose to die. For these two discoveries I am beholden to Jesus.
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Never forget that only dead fish swim with the stream.
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