The beating heart of the universe is holy joy.
The atheist staring from his attic window is often nearer to God than the believer caught up in his own false image of God.
The real struggle is not between East and West, or capitalism and communism, but between education and propaganda.
Everyone has in him something precious that is in no one else.
As I actualize, I uncover.
I'm not sure I can take your advice. You are dealing with English Gentlemen. We are dealing with monsters.