The church does not need apologists of its causes nor crusaders of its battles, but sowers humble and confident of the truth, who. . . trust of its power
The Sorbonne should be razed and Chris Marker put in its place.
He who has rejected his demons badgers us to death with his angels
With your faults, dont hurry. Dont correct them thoughtlessly. What would you put in their place?
He who hides his madman, dies voiceless.
It is preferable not to travel with a dead man.
The bird's delirium does not interest the trees.
I want people to talk to one another no matter what their difference of opinion might be.
Landscape planners will have the opportunity to make sculptured roofscapes, so that cities appear to be verdant hills and valleys. Streets will become shady routes carved through the undergrowth. Roofs will become mountain tops. People will become ants.
It is to hope, though hope were lost.
Would it not be prudent to get our civilization tools together, and see how much stock is left on hand in the way of Glass Beads and Theology, and Maxim Guns and Hymn Books, and Trade Gin and Torches of Progress and Enlightenment (patent adjustable ones, good to fire villages with, upon occasion), and balance the books, and arrive at the profit and loss, so that we may intelligently decide whether to continue the business or sellout the property and start a new Civilization Scheme on the proceeds.