In The Deep Night Of Metaphysics, All

Writing Seems To Rob Me Of My Being: It Is A Second Hand Mode Of Communication, A Pallid, Mechanical Transcript Of Speech, And So Always At One Remove From My Consciousness.

Postmodernism Is Among Other Things A Sick Joke At The Expense Of... Revolutionary Avant-gardism.

The New Testament Is A Brutal Destroyer Of Human Illusions. If You Follow Jesus And Don't End Up Dead, It Appears You Have Some Explaining To Do. The Stark Signifier Of The Human Condition Is One Who Spoke Up For Love And Justice And Was Done To Death For His Pains. The Traumatic Truth Of Human History Is A Mutilated Body.

Like The Rest Of Us, Tom Paulin Is A Bundle Of Contradictions. At Its Finest, His Work Is Brave, Adventurous, Original And Wonderfully Idiosyncratic.

The Kantian Imperative To Have The Courage To Think For Oneself Has Involved A Contemptuous Disregard For The Resources Of Tradition And An Infantile View Of Authority As Inherently Oppressive.