You have no idea how much nastier I would be if I was not a Catholic. Without supernatural aid I would hardly be a human being.

He was gifted with the sly, sharp instinct for self-preservation that passes for wisdom among the rich.

If a thing's worth doing at all, it's worth doing well.

Only when one has lost all curiosity about the future has one reached the age to write an autobiography.

I think there's almost nothing I can't excuse except perhaps worshiping graven images. That seems to be idiotic.

The great charm in argument is really finding one's own opinions, not other people's.

There's only one great evil in the world today. Despair.