The more scholastically educated a man is generally, the more he is an emotional boor.

I love Italian opera - it's so reckless. Damn Wagner, and his bellowings at Fate and death. Damn Debussy, and his averted face. I like the Italians who run all on impulse, and don't care about their immortal souls, and don't worry about the ultimate.

The tragedy is when you've got sex in the head instead of down where it belongs.

Democracy and equality try to denythe mystic recognition of difference and innate priority, the joy of obedience and the sacred responsibility of authority.

Oh build your ship of death. Oh build it! For you will need it. For the voyage of oblivion awaits you.

In America the chief accusation seems to be one of "Eroticism." This is odd, rather puzzling to my mind. Which Eros? Eros of the jaunty "amours," or Eros of the sacred mysteries? And if the latter, why accuse, why not respect, even venerate?

The history of our era is the nauseating and repulsive history of the crucifixion of the procreative body for the glorification ofthe spirit.