The cosmos is about the smallest hole that a man can hide his head in.

The Sentimentalist, roughly speaking, is the man who wants to eat his cake and have it. He has no sense of honor about ideas; he will not see that one must pay for an idea as well as for anything else. He will have them all at once in one wild intellectual harem, no matter how much they quarrel and contradict each other.

When people begin to ignore human dignity, it will not be long before they begin to ignore human rights.

I tell you naught for your comfort, Yea, naught for your desire, Save that the sky grows darker yet And the sea rises higher.

The issue is now clear. It is between light and darkness and everyone must choose his side.

Every true artist feels that he is touching transcendental truths; that his images are shadows of things seen through the veil.

But the truth is that it is only by believing in God that we can ever criticise the Government. Once abolish the God, and the Government becomes the God.