Without Lies Humanity Would Perish Of Despair

It Is By Acts And Not By Ideas That People Live.

Distrust Even Mathematics; Albeit So Sublime And Highly Perfected, We Have Here A Machine Of Such Delicacy It Can Only Work In Vacuo, And One Grain Of Sand In The Wheels Is Enough To Put Everything Out Of Gear. One Shudders To Think To What Disaster Such A Grain Of Sand May Bring A Mathematical Brain. Remember Pascal.

A Good Critic Is The Man Who Describes His Adventures Among Masterpieces.

For The Majority Of People , Though They Do Not Know What To Do With This Life , Long For Another That Shall Have No End .

All The Good Writers Of Confessions, From Augustine Onwards, Are Men Who Are Still A Little In Love With Their Sins.