To be able to destroy with good conscience, to be able to behave badly and call your bad behavior "righteous indignation" - this is the height of psychological luxury, the most delicious of moral treats |
To his dog, every man is Napoleon; hence the constant popularity of dogs |
To travel is to discover that everyone is wrong about other countries. |
Too much consistency is as bad for the mind as for the body |
Uncontrolled, the hunger and thirst after God may become an obstacle, cutting off the soul from what it desires. If a man would travel far along the mystic road, he must learn to desire God intensely but in stillness, passively and yet with all his heart and mind and strength. |
We are all geniuses up to the age of ten. |
We are living now, not in the delicious intoxication induced by the early successes of science, but in a rather grisly morning-after, when it has become apparent that what triumphant science has done hitherto is to improve the means for achieving unimproved or actually deteriorated ends. |
We have learnt that nothing is simple and rational except what we ourselves have invented; that God thinks in terms neither of Euclid nor of Riemann; that science has "explained" nothing; that the more we know the more fantastic the world becomes and |
We participate in a tragedy; at a comedy we only look. |
What is absurd and monstrous about war is that men who have no personal quarrel should be trained to murder one another in cold blood. |
What man has joined, nature is powerless to put asunder. |
What we feel and think and are is to a great extent determined by the state of our ductless glands and viscera. |
What with making their way and enjoying what they have won, heroes have no time to think. But the sons of heroes --ah, they have all the necessary leisure. |
Where beauty is worshipped for beauty's sake as a goddess, independent of and superior to morality and philosophy, the most horrible putrefaction is apt to set in. The lives of the aesthetes are the far from edifying commentary on the religion of beauty. |
Words can be like X-rays if you use them properly--they'll go through anything. You read and you're peirced. |