“Those who leave the tradition of truth do not escape into something which we call Freedom. They only escape into something else, which we call Fashion.”

It isn’t that they can’t see the solution. It is that they can’t see the problem.

These are the days when the Christian is expected to praise every creed except his own.

If there were no God, there would be no atheists.

The most incredible thing about miracles is that they happen.

[No society can survive the socialist] fallacy that there is an absolutely unlimited number of inspired officials and an absolutely unlimited amount of money to pay them.

The thing I hate about an argument is that it always interrupts a discussion.

Exactly at the instant when hope ceases to be reasonable it begins to be useful.

Jesus promised his disciples three things—that they would be completely fearless, absurdly happy, and in constant trouble.

Without education we are in a horrible and deadly danger of taking educated people seriously.

God is like the sun; you cannot look at it, but without it you cannot look at anything else.

When belief in God becomes difficult, the tendency is to turn away from Him; but in heaven’s name to what?

A society is in decay, final or transitional, when common sense really becomes uncommon.

How you think when you lose determines how long it will be until you win.

Idolatry is when you worship what you should use, and use what you should worship.

The essence of all pantheism, evolutionism, and modern cosmic religion is really this proposition: that nature is our mother. Unfortunately, if you regard Nature as a mother, you discover she is a step-mother.

The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him.

My concept of successful living is escaping the matrix.

The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.

What is hell? Hell is oneself. Hell is alone, the other figures in it Merely projections. There is nothing to escape from And nothing to escape to. One is always alone.

Every experience is a paradox in that it means to be absolute, and yet is relative; in that it somehow always goes beyond itself and yet never escapes itself.

The talk of lovers who have just declared their love is one of life’s most sweet delights. Each vies with the other in humility, in amazement at being so valued. The past is searched for the first signs and each one is in haste to declare all that he is so that no part of his being escapes the hallowing touch.

Violence is born of the desire to escape oneself.

What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.

If you think you’re free, there’s no escape possible.