I Don't Think We Can Ever Learn

Optimism Has Always Seemed To Me The Cunning Alibi Of Egoists, Anxious To Cover Up Their State Of Chronic Self-satisfaction. They Are Optimists In Order To Avoid Pitying Other Men And Their Misfortune. ~~ Yet Pity Is A Vexed Question.

If Hell Has No Answer For The Questioning Dead, It Is Not Because It Refuses To Answer (for Rigorous, Alas, In Observance, Is The Imperishable Fire), But It Is Because Hell Has Nothing To Say, Will Say Nothing Eternally.

Suicide Only Really Frightens Those Who Are Never Tempted By It And Never Will Be, For Its Darkness Only Welcomes Those Who Are Predestined To It.

Fact Is Our Lord Knew All About The Power Of Money: He Gave Capitalism A Tiny Niche In His Scheme Of Things, He Gave It A Chance, He Even Provided A First Installment Of Funds. Can You Beat That? It's So Magnificent. God Despises Nothing. After All, If The Deal Had Come Off, Judas Would Probably Have Endowed Sanatoriums, Hospitals, Public Libraries Or Laboratories.

Chantal's Only Ruse ... Was Her Shattering Simplicity. While A Weak Man Or An Imposter Is Always More Complicated Than The Problem He Is Trying To Solve, And Thinking To Encompass His Adversary, Merely Keeps Prowling Interminably Around Himself, The Heroic Nature Will Throw Itself Into The Heart Of The Danger To Turn It To Its Own Use, Just As Captured Artillery Is Turned About And Aimed At The Backs Of The Fleeing Enemy.