I Accept The Fact I Am An

As Man Alone, Jesus Could Not Have Saved Us; As God Alone, He Would Not; Made Flesh, He Could And Did.

Travel, Of Course, Narrows The Mind.

When I Look Back On My Life Nowadays, Which I Sometimes Do, What Strikes Me Most Forcibly About It Is That What Seemed At The Time Most Significant And Seductive, Seems Now Most Futile And Absurd. For Instance, Success In All Of Its Various Guises; Being Known And Being Praised; Ostensible Pleasures, Like Acquiring Money Or Seducing Women, Or Traveling, Going To And Fro In The World And Up And Down In It Like Satan, Exploring And Experiencing Whatever Vanity Fair Has To Offer. In Retrospect All These Exercises In Self-gratification Seem Pure Fantasy, What Pascal Called “licking The Earth.

Future Historians Will Surely See Us As Having Created In The Media A Frankenstein Monster Whom No One Knows How To Control Ordirect, And Marvelthat Weshould Have So Meekly Subjected Ourselves To Its Destructive And Often Malign Influence.

I Think That Harold Macmillan Is A Very Intelligent Man, Who, As So Often Happens In Politics, Achieved Supreme Power Too Late.