Maxioms by Charles Dickens
The American elite is almost beyond redemption. . . . Moral
relativism has set in so deeply that the read more
The American elite is almost beyond redemption. . . . Moral
relativism has set in so deeply that the gilded classes have
become incapable of discerning right from wrong. Everything can
be explained away, especially by journalists. Life is one great
moral mush--sophistry washed down with Chardonnay. The ordinary
citizens, thank goodness, still adhere to absolutes. . . . It is
they who have saved the republic from creeping degradation while
their "betters" were derelict.
Morality is of the highest importance--but for us, not for God.
Morality is of the highest importance--but for us, not for God.
"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass in a broken voice,
"it was the salmon."
"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass in a broken voice,
"it was the salmon."
It is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas, when its mighty Founder was a Child read more
It is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas, when its mighty Founder was a Child himself.
With affection beaming in one eye and calculation shining out of
the other.
With affection beaming in one eye and calculation shining out of
the other.