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A cure for War? Furiously spending the same daily amount of money toward making friends. Being an indispensable source of read more
A cure for War? Furiously spending the same daily amount of money toward making friends. Being an indispensable source of food, shelter, peace, and cultural support dedicatedly spending 9 billion dollars a month on helping people would be a formidable enemy of evil.
I want to help you to grow as beautiful as God meant you to be
when he thought of read more
I want to help you to grow as beautiful as God meant you to be
when he thought of you first.
The foolish ofttimes teach the wise:
I strain too much this string of life, belike,
Meaning to read more
The foolish ofttimes teach the wise:
I strain too much this string of life, belike,
Meaning to make such music as shall save.
Mine eyes are dim now that they see the truth,
My strength is waned now that my need is most;
Would that I had such help as man must have,
For I shall die, whose life was all men's hope.
Something that has always puzzled me all my life is why, when I
am in special need of help, read more
Something that has always puzzled me all my life is why, when I
am in special need of help, the good deed is usually done by
somebody on whom I have no claim.
In man's most dark extremity
Oft succor dawns from Heaven.
In man's most dark extremity
Oft succor dawns from Heaven.
He who civilly shows the way to one who has missed it, is as one
who has lighted another's read more
He who civilly shows the way to one who has missed it, is as one
who has lighted another's lamp from his own lamp; it none the
less gives light to himself when it burns for the other.
[Lat., Homo qui erranti comiter monstrat viam,
Quasi lumen de suo lumine accendit, facit:
Nihilominus ipsi luceat, cum illi accenderit.]
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can read more
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Into his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land?
All fear, none aid you, and few understand.
Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land?
All fear, none aid you, and few understand.
