The genius of Man in our time has gone into jet-propulsion, atom-splitting, penicillin-curing, etc. There is none left over for works of imagination; of spiritual insight or mystical enlightenment.

Behind the debris of these self-styled, sullen supermen and imperial diplomatists, there stands the gigantic figure of one person, because of whom, by whom, in whom, and through whom alone mankind might still have hope. The person of Jesus Christ.

Sex is the ersatz or substitute religion of the 20th Century.

Travel, of course, narrows the mind.

Civilization - a heap of rubble scavenged by scrawny English Lit. vultures.

Christianity . . . sees the necessity for man to have spiritual values and it shows him how to get at those through physical sacraments.

When Dwight Eisenhower became president, I personally was delighted. I thought that that was a very good thing.