Malcolm Muggeridge
Malcolm Muggeridge
Thomas Malcolm Muggeridge, was a British journalist, author, media personality, and satirist. As a young man, Muggeridge was a left-wing sympathiser but he later became a forceful anti-communist. During World War II, he worked for the British government as a soldier and a spy. He is credited with bringing Mother Teresa to popular attention in the West and stimulating debate about Catholic theology. In his later years he was outspoken on religious and moral issues. He wrote two volumes of...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionJournalist
Date of Birth24 March 1903
As an old man...looking back on one's life, it's one of the things that strikes you most forcibly-that the only thing that's taught one anything is suffering. Not success, not happiness, not anything like that. The only thing that really teaches one what life's about...is suffering, affliction.
In retrospect, all these exercises in self-gratification seem pure fantasy, what Pascal called, licking the earth.
Travel, of course, narrows the mind.
Sex is the mysticism of materialism and the only possible religion in a materialistic society.
Bad humor is an evasion of reality; good humor is an acceptance of it.
Sex is the mysticism of a materialistic society - in the beginning was the Flesh, and the Flesh became Word... [it has] its own mysteries - this is my birth [control] pill; swallow it in remembrance of me!
For us humans, everything is permanent - until it changes, as we are immortal until we die
I never met a rich man who was happy, but I have only very occasionally met a poor man who did not want to become a rich man.
There's nothing is this world more instinctively abhorrent to me than finding myself in agreement with my fellow-humans.
Like a prisoner awaiting his release, like a schoolboy when the end of term is near, like a migrant bird ready to fly south ... I long to be gone.
It's very nearly impossible to tell the truth in television.
The trouble with kingdoms of heaven on earth is that they're liable to come to pass, and then their fraudulence is apparent for all to see. We need a kingdom of heaven in Heaven, if only because it can't be realized.
Civilization - a heap of rubble scavenged by scrawny English Lit. vultures.
The skyscrapers began to rise again, frailly massive, elegantly utilitarian, images in their grace, audacity and inconclusiveness, of the whole character of the people who produces them.