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Malice, my dear sir, is the animating spirit of criticism; and criticism is the beginning of progress and enlightenment

It would of course be childish to think that the science of engineering, the rules of mechanics, had found application to organic nature;

What, she's French?' he repeats. And what do you suppose this tall dragoon says next?—'An émigrée, you mean?' he says. 'But then she must be an enemy of philosophy!

étui from beneath his cloak, and handed

And both together, love-worthy and life-worthy, made up the true nobility.

Lo scrittore è un uomo che più di chiunque altro ha difficoltà a scrivere.

I shouldn't be speaking of the present, but rather, perhaps, of the future. When you as Madame So-and-So finally vanish into your proper sphere, one is left to sit on the rocks all the rest of one's life.

And with that she dipped her fourth slice of raisin bread in her coffee.

But if we love ourselves in the wrong way, we become incapable of loving anybody else. And indeed when we love ourselves wrongly we hate ourselves; if we hate ourselves we cannot help hating others.

It is a terrible thing to think of the grace that is wasted in this world

There are ways that seem to men to be good, the end whereof is in the depths of hell.

The thing that made Communism seem so plausible to me was my own lack of logic which failed to distinguish between the reality of the evils which Communism was trying to overcome and the validity of its diagnosis and the chosen cure.

and because they saw that I myself liked my own subject matter, they tolerated it, and even did a certain amount of work for me without too much complaint.

then you obey my commandments, which I command you this day, that you love the Lord your God and serve Him with all your heart, and with all your soul:

I have come to think that care of the soul requires a high degree of resistance to the culture around us, simply because that culture is dedicated to values that have no concern for the soul.

At Cincinnati, where we arrived about dawn, I asked the Traveller's Aid girl the name of some Catholic churches, and got in a taxi to go to St. Francis Xavier's, where

Any writer who puts his words and thoughts out into the public is going to be criticized.

Absurdity is one of the most human things about us: a manifestation of our most advanced and interesting characteristics.

I am Gravity, I am That against which the Rocket must struggle, to which the pre-historic wastes submit and are transmuted to the very substance of History.

In their brief time together Slothrop forms the impression that this octopus is not in good mental health, though where's his basis for comparing?

Some would say eccentric. I would say stoned out of his fuckin mind, nothing personal.

Stencil had called from a Hungarian coffee shop on York Avenue known as Hungarian Coffee Shop

A screaming comes across the sky. It has happened before, but there is nothing to compare it to now.

My belief is that 'recluse' is a code word generated by journalists... meaning, doesn't like to talk to reporters...