“We cannot make the world sufficient, we can only kill the perception that the world is insufficient.”
Bruce G. Charlton, “Suffering in the World”, Bruce Charlton’s Miscellany, 12th March 2011.
“We are grossly intolerant, and properly so, of racism. We are grossly intolerant, and properly so, of people who [are] anti-homosexuality . . . We are not—and I genuinely think we should think about how we do this—grossly intolerant of pseudo-science, the building up of what purports to be science by the cherry-picking of the facts and the failure to use scientific evidence and the failure to use scientific method.
. . . I’d urge you, and this is a kind of strange message to go out, but go out and be much more intolerant.” 
’Tis Britain’s care to watch o’er Europe’s fate,And hold in balance each contending state,To threaten bold, presumptuous kings with war,And answer her afflicted neighbours’ prayer.The Dane and Swede, roused up by fierce alarms,Bless the wise conduct of her pious arms:Soon as her fleets appear, their terrors cease,And all the northern world lies hushed in peace. 
No more war; no more markedness of races, peoples, states, or religions; no lawbreakers or adventurers; no conflicts owing to overlordship and otherness; no more hatred or settling of scores, only unending convenience through all millennia. Even today, where we are witnessing the end-phase of this trivial optimism, such sillinesses make one bethink with dread the godawful boredom — the taedium vitae of the Roman Imperial age — which spreads over the soul merely by reading of such idylls, whereof even only a partial realisation would lead to murder and self-murder on a massive scale.