The Genius Of Man In Our Time

Sex On The Brain Is The Wrong Place To Have It.

A Ready Means Of Being Cherished By The English Is To Adopt The Simple Expedient Of Living A Long Time. I Have Little Doubt That If, Say, Oscar Wilde Had Lived Into His Nineties, Instead Of Dying In His Forties, He Would Have Been Considered A Benign, Distinguished Figure Suitable To Preside At A School Prize-giving Or To Instruct And Exhort Scout Masters At Their Jamborees. He Might Even Have Been Knighted.

Behind The Debris Of These Self-styled, Sullen Supermen And Imperial Diplomatists, There Stands The Gigantic Figure Of One Person, Because Of Whom, By Whom, In Whom, And Through Whom Alone Mankind Might Still Have Hope. The Person Of Jesus Christ.

Whatever Is Fine And Permanent In Human Achievement Has Been Realised Through Individuals Courageously Facing The Circumstances Of Their Being; And A Society Is Civilised To The Extent To Which It Makes This Possible. Terrorism, Which Aims At Putting Out Thespiritual Light, Is The Antithesis Of Civilisation.

One Of The Peculiar Sins Of The Twentieth Century Which We've Developed To A Very High Level Is The Sin Of Credulity. It Has Been Said That When Human Beings Stop Believing In God They Believe In Nothing. The Truth Is Much Worse: They Believe In Anything.