Youth Is Just Wasted On Young People.

Property, Said Proudhon, Is Theft. This Is The Only Perfect Truism That Has Been Uttered On The Subject.

The Faults Of The Burglar Are The Qualities Of The Financier.

It Is Nearly 50 Years Since I Was Assured By A Conclave Of Doctors That If I Did Not Eat Meat I Should Die Of Starvation.

The Medieval Doctors Of Divinity Who Did Not Pretend To Settle How Many Angels Could Dance On The Point Of A Needle Cut A Very Poor Figure As Far As Romantic Credulity Is Concerned Beside The Modern Physicists Who Have Settled To The Billionth Of A Millimetre Every Movement And Position In The Dance Of The Electrons. Not For Worlds Would I Question The Precise Accuracy Of These Calculations Or The Existence Of Electrons (whatever They May Be). The Fate Of Joan Is A Warning To Me Against Such Heresy.

Where There Is No Religion, Hypocrisy Becomes Good Taste.