Over the tea-cups and in the square the tongue has its desire; Still waters run deep, my dear, there's never smoke without fire.

All I have is a voice.

Goodness is easier to recognize than to define.

A god who is both self-sufficient and content to remain so could not interest us enough to raise the question of his existence.

What the mass media offers is not popular art, but entertainment which is intended to be consumed like food, forgotten, and replaced by a new dish.

Machines have no political opinions, but they have profound political effects. They demand a strict regimentation of time, and, by abolishing the need for manual skill, have transformed the majority of the population from workers into laborers. There are, that is to say, fewer and fewer jobs which a man can find a pride and satisfaction in doing well, more and more which have no interest in themselves and can be valued only for the money they provide.

And none will hear the postman’s knock Without a quickening of the heart. For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?