I have always unswervingly held, that God, in our civilizing world, manifests Himself not in the miracles of biblical age, but in progress. It is progress that leads humanity up the ladder towards the God-head. No Jacob's ladder this, no, but rather Civilization's Ladder, if you will.

Mother used to say escape is never further than the nearest book.

Perpetual encagement endows any mirage of salvation with credibility.

Humans live in a pit of cheating, exploiting, hurting, incarcerating. Every time, the species wastes some part of what it could be. This waste is poisonous.

Peace, though beloved of our Lord, is a cardinal virtue only if your neighbors share your conscience.

I wonder if you encountered this dictum first spoken by a twentieth-century statesman: "An abyss cannot be crossed in two steps.

Love's pure free joy when it works, but when it goes bad you pay for the good hours at loan-shark prices.