Every Happening, Great And Small,

Christianity . . . Sees The Necessity For Man To Have Spiritual Values And It Shows Him How To Get At Those Through Physical Sacraments.

It Was A Somber Place, Haunted By Old Jokes And Lost Laughter. Life, As I Discovered, Holds No More Wretched Occupation Than Trying To Make The English Laugh.

In The Cycle Of A Great Civilization, The Artist Begins As Priest, And Ends As A Clown Or Buffoon.

In Politics, As In Womanizing, Failure Is Decisive. It Sheds Its Retrospective Gloom On Earlier Endeavor Which At The Time Seemed Full Of Promise.

The Genius Of Man In Our Time Has Gone Into Jet-propulsion, Atom-splitting, Penicillin-curing, Etc. There Is None Over For Works Of Imagination; Of Spiritual Insight Or Mystical Enlightenment. I Asked For Bread And Was Given A Tranquilliser.