In really hard times the rules of the game are altered. The inchoate mass begins to stir. It becomes potent, and when it strikes, it strikes with incredible emphasis. Those are the rare occasions when a national will emerges from the scattered, specialized, or indifferent blocs of voters who ordinarily elect the politicians. Those are for good or evil the great occasions in a nation's history.
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No man ever became great or good except through many and great mistakes.
No man ever became great or good except through many and great mistakes.
SIN: Self-Inflicted Nonsense.
SIN: Self-Inflicted Nonsense.
Most fear stems from sin; to limit one's sins, one must assuredly limit one's fear, thereby bringing more peace to read more
Most fear stems from sin; to limit one's sins, one must assuredly limit one's fear, thereby bringing more peace to one's spirit.
To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
Anger begins with folly, and ends with repentance.
Anger begins with folly, and ends with repentance.
One might as well try to ride two horses moving in different directions, as to try to maintain in equal read more
One might as well try to ride two horses moving in different directions, as to try to maintain in equal force two opposing or contradictory sets of desires.
Lord I disbelieve -- help thou my unbelief.
Lord I disbelieve -- help thou my unbelief.
A skeptic is a person who, when he sees the handwriting on the wall, claims it is a forgery.
A skeptic is a person who, when he sees the handwriting on the wall, claims it is a forgery.
Voluptuaries, consumed by their senses, always begin by flinging themselves with a great display of frenzy into an abyss. But read more
Voluptuaries, consumed by their senses, always begin by flinging themselves with a great display of frenzy into an abyss. But they survive, they come to the surface again. And they develop a routine of the abyss: "It's four o clock. At five I have my abyss... ".
