Think of all those ages through which men have had the courage to die, and then remember that we have actually fallen to talking about having the courage to live.

...but this is the real objection to that torrent of modern talk about treating crime as disease, about making prison merely a hygienic environment like a hospital, of healing sin by slow scientific methods. The fallacy of the whole thing is that evil is a matter of active choice whereas disease is not.

Eugenics asserts that all men must be so stupid that they cannot manage their own affairs; and also so clever that they can manage each other's.

An artist will betray himself by some sort of sincerity.

The function of the imagination is not to make strange things settled, so much as to make settled things strange.

Time and again, the Faith has to all appearances gone to the dogs. But each time, it was the dog that died.

If you'd take your head home and boil it for a turnip it might be useful. I can't say. But it might.