Is it really beyond our wits to devise some form of censorship which would trap only the crudely sadistic?

The hunger of the spirit for eternity - as fierce as a starving man's for bread - is much less a craving to go on living than a craving for redemption. Oh, and a protest against absurdity.

Not literature alone, but society itself is wormed and rotten when language ceases to be respected not merely by advertisers and politicians, but by persons of learning and authority.

For what I have received may the Lord make me truly thankful. And more truly for what I have not received.

Nationalism will keep its venom until we succeed in creating an image of the nations of the whole world as so many provinces.

You can't argue with a raging want. You can, but it is useless.

Hope is a talent like any other.