Malcolm Muggeridge Quotes

It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change.

The media’s the most powerful entity on earth. They have the power to make the innocent guilty and to make the guilty innocent, and that’s power.

One of the peculiar sins of the twentieth century which we’ve developed to a very high level is the sin of credulity. It has been said that when human beings stop believing in God, they believe in nothing. The truth is much worse: they believe in anything.

There is something about the literary life that repels me, all this desperate building of castles on cobwebs, the long-drawn acrimonious struggle to make something important which we all know will be gone forever in a few years, the miasma of failure which is to me almost as offensive as the cheap gaudiness of popular success.

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

The trouble with kingdoms of heaven on earth is that they’re liable to come to pass, and then their fraudulence is apparent for everyone to see. We need a kingdom of heaven in Heaven, if only because it can’t be realized.

Sex is the mysticism of materialism and the only possible religion in a materialistic society.

Every happening, great and small, is a parable whereby God speaks to us, and the art of life is to get the message.

People do not believe lies because they have to, but because they want to.

Malcolm Muggeridge Quotes part 2

The innate vice of capitalism is the unequal sharing of blessings; the inherent virtue of socialism is the equal sharing of miseries.

When contemplating vice, remember to put on the brakes as you go downhill.

Never forget that only dead fish swim with the stream.

I can say that I never knew what joy was like until I gave up pursuing happiness, or cared to live until I chose to die. For these two discoveries I am beholden to Jesus.

The pursuit of happiness, which American citizens are obliged by their Constitution to undertake, tends to involve them in trying to perpetuate its antithesis, pleasure.

Contrary to what might be expected, I look back on experiences that at the time seemed especially desolating and painful with particular satisfaction. Indeed, I can say with complete truthfulness that everything I have learned in my seventy-five years in this world, everything that has truly enhanced and enlightened my existence, has been through affliction and not through happiness.

The orgasm has replaced the Cross as the focus of longing and the image of fulfillment.

I suppose some of the most terrible crimes known to man were committed under the influence of a profoundly believed and disciplined ideology.

Never forget that only dead fish swim with the stream.

The great campaigns of hatred are being waged between the world’s dolts.

The only ultimate disaster that can befall us is to feel ourselves at home here on earth.

I suppose some of the most terrible crimes known to man were committed under the influence of a profoundly believed and disciplined ideology.

Never forget that only dead fish swim with the stream.

The great campaigns of hatred are being waged between the world’s dolts.

The only ultimate disaster that can befall us is to feel ourselves at home here on earth.

People may, for instance, be inspired to know that I am basically a lobster with the philosophy of a butterfly and, therefore, actually a pluperfect example of the scuttle-fly school of thought.

The affair is a labyrinth complete with Greek monster, thread, and dead end. Far escape seems harder than escape from a dark forest of tick-tocking trees, yet even from here voices can be heard. In short, the silly ass is caught, and, like Icarus, sizzling in the sun.

One of the interesting things about the rampant dissolution of people nowadays is the extent to which they are aware and even proud of it.

Western intellectuals since the time of Rousseau have always managed to make ideological lemons out of the oranges of material plenty.

For the common people of the Western world now rebel against godlessness as they never did against godly institutions.

When people stop believing in God, they don’t believe in nothing; they believe in anything.

Television that encourages the instant gratification of curiosity, the reinforcement of half-truths, and the superficial impression of truth can be called a monster.

High-level Christianity, far from body-snatching, would have to engage with the body politic as its main professional meeting-place.

People who rely on God do not accumulate sexual objects, nor do they regard intimate relationships as bankable.

The notion that there are demons all about us, trying to seduce and confuse us, is one of the most difficult to credit of all human beliefs.

Every happening, great and small, is a parable whereby God speaks to us, and the art of life is to get the message.

The pursuit of happiness, which American citizens are obliged by their Constitution to undertake, tends to involve them in trying to perpetuate its antithesis, pleasure.

Contrary to what might be expected, I look back on experiences that at the time seemed especially desolating and painful with particular satisfaction. Indeed, I can say with complete truthfulness that everything I have learned in my seventy-five years in this world, everything that has truly enhanced and enlightened my existence, has been through affliction and not through happiness.

I suppose some of the most terrible crimes known to man were committed under the influence of a profoundly believed and disciplined ideology.

Never forget that only dead fish swim with the stream.

The great campaigns of hatred are being waged between the world’s dolts.

The only ultimate disaster that can befall us is to feel ourselves at home here on earth.

I suppose some of the most terrible crimes known to man were committed under the influence of a profoundly believed and disciplined ideology.

Never forget that only dead fish swim with the stream.

The great campaigns of hatred are being waged between the world’s dolts.

The only ultimate disaster that can befall us is to feel ourselves at home here on earth.

People may, for instance, be inspired to know that I am basically a lobster with the philosophy of a butterfly and, therefore, actually a pluperfect example of the scuttle-fly school of thought.

The affair is a labyrinth complete with Greek monster, thread, and dead end. Far escape seems harder than escape from a dark forest of tick-tocking trees, yet even from here voices can be heard. In short, the silly ass is caught, and, like Icarus, sizzling in the sun.

One of the interesting things about the rampant dissolution of people nowadays is the extent to which they are aware and even proud of it.

Western intellectuals since the time of Rousseau have always managed to make ideological lemons out of the oranges of material plenty.

For the common people of the Western world now rebel against godlessness as they never did against godly institutions.