Character is fate. (Destiny)
Character is fate. (Destiny)
The mind is everything. What you think you become.
The mind is everything. What you think you become.
Life is too short to stuff a mushroom.
Life is too short to stuff a mushroom.
The beef industry has contributed to more American deaths than all the wars of this century, all natural disasters, and read more
The beef industry has contributed to more American deaths than all the wars of this century, all natural disasters, and all automobile accidents combined.
Oh! could I throw aside these earthly bands
That tie me down where wretched mortals sigh--
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Oh! could I throw aside these earthly bands
That tie me down where wretched mortals sigh--
To join blest spirits in celestial lands!
Feast of All Souls The antithesis between death and life is not so stark for the Christian as it read more
Feast of All Souls The antithesis between death and life is not so stark for the Christian as it is for the atheist. Life is a process of becoming, and the moment of death is the transition from one life to another. Thus it is possible for a Christian to succumb to his own kind of death-wish, to seek that extreme of other-worldliness to which the faith has always been liable, especially in periods of stress and uncertainty. There may appear a marked preoccupation with death and a rejection of all temporal things. To say that this world is in a fallen state and that not too much value must be set upon it, is very far from the Manichaean error of supposing it to be evil throughout. The Christian hope finds ambivalence in death: that which destroys, also redeems.
Revolutions have never lightened the burden of tyranny: they have only shifted it to another shoulder.
Revolutions have never lightened the burden of tyranny: they have only shifted it to another shoulder.
All Nature seems at work, slugs leave their lair--
The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing--
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All Nature seems at work, slugs leave their lair--
The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing--
And Winter, slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!
And I the while, the sole unbusy thing,
Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.
Commemoration of Samuel Seabury, First Anglican Bishop in North America, 1796 A Christian cannot help being free, because in read more
Commemoration of Samuel Seabury, First Anglican Bishop in North America, 1796 A Christian cannot help being free, because in the pursuit and attainment of his object, no one can either hinder or retard him.
Some remedies are worse than the disease itself.
[Lat., Graviora quaedam sunt remedia periculis.]
Some remedies are worse than the disease itself.
[Lat., Graviora quaedam sunt remedia periculis.]
