Our claim to our own bodies and our world is our catastrophe.

Health is the state about which medicine has nothing to say.

Of course, Behaviourism 'works'. So does torture. Give me a no-nonsense, down-to-earth behaviourist, a few drugs, and simple electrical appliances, and in six months I will have him reciting the Athanasian Creed in public.

Murder is commoner among cooks than among members of any other profession.

The masculine imagination lives in a state of perpetual revolt against the limitations of human life. In theological terms, one might say that all men, left to themselves, become gnostics. They may swagger like peacocks, but in their heart of hearts they all think sex an indignity and wish they could beget themselves on themselves. Hence the aggressive hostility toward women so manifest in most club-car stories.

To save your world you asked this man to die; would this man, could he see you now, ask why?

To ask the hard question is simple.