A great city is the place to escape the true drama of provincial life, and find solace in fantasy.

He may be mad, but there's method in his madness. There nearly always is method in madness. It's what drives men mad, being methodical.

The modern world is full of the old Christian virtues gone mad. The virtues have gone mad because they have been isolated from each other and are wandering alone. Thus some scientists care for truth; and their truth is pitiless. Thus some humanitarians only care for pity; and their pity (I am sorry to say) is often untruthful.

A large section of the intelligentsia seems wholly devoid of intelligence.

A fairly clear line separated advertisement from art. ... The first effect of the triumph of the capitalist (if we allow him to triumph) will be that that line of demarcation will entirely disappear. There will be no art that might not just as well be advertisement.

If the common man in the past had a grave respect for property, it may conceivably have been because he sometimes had some of his own.

Each generation is converted by the saint who contradicts it most.