It Is Simply That America Is Very

Animistic Savages Prostrating Themselves Before A Painted Stone Have Always Seemed To Me To Be Nearer The Truth Than Any Einstein Or Bertrand Russell.

This Life In Us; However Low It Flickers Or Fiercely Burns, Is Still A Divine Flame Which No Man Dare Presume To Put Out, Be His Motives Never So Humane And Enlightened; To Suppose Otherwise Is To Countenance A Death-wish; Either Life Is Always And In All Circumstances Sacred, Or Intrinsically Of No Account; It Is Inconceivable That It Should Be In Some Cases The One, And In Some The Other.

The Trouble With Kingdoms Of Heaven On Earth Is That They're Liable To Come To Pass, And Then Their Fraudulence Is Apparent For All To See. We Need A Kingdom Of Heaven In Heaven, If Only Because It Can't Be Realized.

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.

How Do I Know Pornography Depraves And Corrupts? It Depraves And Corrupts Me