If there is any difficulty in what I write, it is because of the material I use. The thought is always simple.

God made food; the devil the cooks.

There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being.

Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead.

I am damnably sick of Italy, Italian and Italians, outrageously, illogically sick.... I hate to think that Italians ever did anything in the way of art.... What did they do but illustrate a page or so of the New Testament! They themselves think they have a monopoly in the line. I am dead tired of their bello and bellezza.

Absence, the highest form of presence.

Signatures of all things I am here to read.