The rats are underneath the piles/ The Jew is underneath the lot.

The end is in the beginning.

The hippopotamus's day Is passed in sleep; at night he hunts; God works in a mysterious way- The Church can sleep and feed at once.

All time is eternal, moving inexorably toward an end which we believe is a result of our actions, but over which our control is mere illusion.

I don't believe one grows older. I think that what happens early on in life is that at a certain age one stands still and stagnates.

The Church must be forever building, for it is forever decaying within and attacked from without.

He laughed like an irresponsible foetus.