To appreciate present conditions, collate them with those of antiquity.

Whether you listen to a piece of music, or a poem, or look at a picture or a jug, or a piece of sculpture, what matters about it is not what it has in common with others of its kind, but what is singularly its own.

Always carry a corkscrew and the wine shall provide itself.

I hate Science. It denies a man's responsibility for his own deeds, abolishes the brotherhood that springs from God's fatherhood. It is a hectoring, dictating expertise, which makes the least lovable of the Church Fathers seem liberal by contrast.

Sooner or later we must absorb Islam if our own culture is not to die of anemia.

Can a moment of madness make up for an age of consent?