One baby is a patient baby, and waits indefinitely until its mother is ready to feed it. The other baby is an impatient baby and cries lustily, screams and kicks and makes everybody unpleasant until it is fed. Well, we know perfectly well which baby is attended to first. That is the whole history of politics.
It is not the cause for which men took up arms that makes a victory more just or less, it is the order that is established when arms have been laid down.
Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.
At the risk of sounding like a spoilsport, I’d say that pagans have about the same experience of otherness and isolation as anyone else. We’re not special in that regard. But this is because the problem of loneliness is almost universal – and that, to my mind, makes it much more serious.
Naturally, when one makes progressive steps, there may be some who see it as a betrayal of their goals and interests.
There is no body of theory or significant body of relevant information, beyond the comprehension of the layman, which makes policy immune from criticism.
Many performance poets seem to believe that yelling a poem makes it comprehensible. They are wrong.
America is a unique place. The value part of American foreign policy is something I think is very laudable, but it is uniquely American. And it is part of what makes America special.
The atheist is cheating whenever he makes a moral judgment, acting as though it has an objective reference, when his philosophy in fact precludes it.
Is it sin, which makes the worm a chrysalis, and the chrysalis a butterfly, and the butterfly dust?