You Are My Cat, And I Am

But If I Be Asked What Sign We May Look For To Show That The Advance Of The Faith Is At Hand I Would Answer By A Word The Modern World Has Forgotten: Persecution. When That Shall Once More Be At Work It Will Be Morning.

It Was The Faith Which Gradually And Indirectly Transformed The Slave Into The Serf, And The Serf Into The Free Peasant... You Will Not Be Able To Set Up In A Pagan Or An Heretical Or A Wholly Indifferent Society The Institutions Characteristic Of Economic Freedom; You Will Not Be Able To Curb Competition Which Alone Would Be Sufficient To Destroy Such Freedom, Nor Pursue Permanently And Consecutively Any One Part Of The Program. The Thing Must Be Done As A Whole, And It Can Be Done As A Whole Only By The Ambient Influence Of Catholicism.

[a]lways Keep A-hold Of Nurse For Fear Of Finding Something Worse

I'm Tired Of Love; I'm Still More Tired Of Rhyme; But Money Gives Me Pleasure All The Time.

I Shoot The Hippopotamus With Bullets Made Of Platinum, Because If I Use The Leaden One His Hide Is Sure To Flatten Em.