Maxioms by Robert A. Heinlein
The supreme irony of life is that hardly anyone gets out of it alive.
The supreme irony of life is that hardly anyone gets out of it alive.
An armed society is a polite society. Manners are good when one may have to back up his acts with read more
An armed society is a polite society. Manners are good when one may have to back up his acts with his life.
Theology is never any help; it is searching in a dark cellar at midnight for a black cat that isn't read more
Theology is never any help; it is searching in a dark cellar at midnight for a black cat that isn't there. Theologians can persuade themselves of anything.
Why is it that every time I'm with you, makes me believe in magic?
Why is it that every time I'm with you, makes me believe in magic?
A long and wicked life followed by five minutes of perfect grace gets you into Heaven. An equally long life read more
A long and wicked life followed by five minutes of perfect grace gets you into Heaven. An equally long life of decent living and good works followed by one outburst of taking the name of the Lord in vain—then have a heart attack at that moment and be damned for eternity. Is that the system?
