I Had Never Known Her

Sweet Are The Thoughts That Savor Of Content: The Quiet Mind Is Richer Than A Crown.

Communism, My Friend, Is More Than Marxism, Just As Catholicism Is More Than The Roman Curia. There Is A Mystique As Well As A Politick. Catholics And Communists Have Committed Great Crimes, But At Least They Have Not Stood Aside, Like An Established Society, And Been Indifferent. I Would Rather Have Blood On My Hands Than Water Like Pilate.

Despair Is The Price One Pays For Setting Oneself An Impossible Aim. It Is, One Is Told, The Unforgivable Sin, But It Is A Sin The Corrupt Or Evil Man Never Practices. He Always Has Hope. He Never Reaches The Freezing-point Of Knowing Absolute Failure. Only The Man Of Goodwill Carries Always In His Heart This Capacity For Damnation.

When We Are Not Sure, We Are Alive.

We Mustn't Complain Too Much Of Being Comedians - It's An Honorable Profession. If Only We Could Be Good Ones The World Might Gain At Least A Sense Of Style. We Have Failed - That's All. We Are Bad Comedians, We Aren't Bad Men.