I Don't Think The English Like Me.

The Ordinary Man Is The Curse Of Civilization.

These Last Few Days I've Felt Godless. I've Felt Cleaner, Less Muddled, Less Blind. I Still Believe In A God. But He's So Remote, So Cold, So Mathematical. I See That We Have To Live As If There Is No God. Prayer And Worship And Singing Hymns-all Silly And Useless.

Evolution Did Not Intend Trees To Grow Singly. Far More Than Ourselves They Are Social Creatures, And No More Natural As Isolated Specimens Than Man Is As A Marooned Sailor Or Hermit.

How Can One Build A Better Self Unless On The Ruins Of The Old?

In Essence The Renaissance Was Simply The Green End Of One Of Civilization's Hardest Winters.