Common Reader for Everyday Ecologists

Men cannot improve a society by setting fire to it: they must seek out its old virtues, and bring them back into the light.

If you want to have order in the commonwealth, you first have to have order in the individual soul.

I am a conservative. Quite possibly I am on the losing side; often I think so. Yet, out of a curious perversity I had rather lose with Socrates, let us say, than win with Lenin.

We ought not to endeavor to revise history according to our latter day notions of what things ought to have been, or upon the theory that the past is simply a reflection of the present

Every right is married to a duty, every freedom owes a corresponding responsibility.

If the state - and within the state, the judiciary particularly - harasses and undermines the Church , in any society the state undoes itself.

Sudden and slashing reforms are as perilous as sudden and slashing surgery.

Real literature is something much better than a harmless instrument for getting through idle hours. The purpose of great literature is to help us to develop into full human beings.

A just government maintains a healthy tension between the claims of authority and the claims of liberty.

The Secular City, having legislated and litigated itself out of any entanglement with the City of God, would be a hell upon earth .

Put a man on the brink of the abyss and - in the unlikely event that she doesn't fall into it - he will become a mystic or a madman... Which is probably the same thing!

O hell! to choose love by another's eye.

It's always going to get better someday. Sometime in the future, things won't be so crazy.

Death is the greatest justice, it never discriminates.

What matters finally is how we feel about ourselves. After all, to a worm we're just food.

Here in England, everyone's a pop star, innit, whereas in America they believe in the term artist.

Helen Mirren is like the sexiest woman on the planet to me. She is. Just the way she goes about everything.

Michael, if you can't pass, you can't play.

I wish to God,” said Gideon with mild exasperation, “that you’d talk—just once—in prose like other people.

Big up to Flex. Stop taking so much cizock in his mizouth.