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God curse Moawiyah. If I had served God so well as I have served
him, he would never have read more
God curse Moawiyah. If I had served God so well as I have served
him, he would never have damned me to all eternity.
One does not have to be an angel in order to be saint. -Albert Schweitzer.
One does not have to be an angel in order to be saint. -Albert Schweitzer.
Pygmies are pygmies still, though percht on Alps; And pyramids are pyramids in vales. Each man makes his own stature, read more
Pygmies are pygmies still, though percht on Alps; And pyramids are pyramids in vales. Each man makes his own stature, builds himself. Virtue alone outbuilds the Pyramids; Her monuments shall last when Egypt's fall. -Edward Young.
How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be? read more
How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be? -Vincent Van Gogh.
Ask not the name of him who asks you for a bed. It is especially he whose name is a read more
Ask not the name of him who asks you for a bed. It is especially he whose name is a burden to him, who has need of an asylum (room).
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
Cannot be truly followed.
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
Cannot be truly followed.
One ought to seek out virtue for its own sake, without being influenced by fear or hope, or by any read more
One ought to seek out virtue for its own sake, without being influenced by fear or hope, or by any external influence. Moreover, that in that does happiness consist. -Diogenes Laertius.
O Cromwell, Cromwell,
Had I but served my God with half the zeal
I served my king, read more
O Cromwell, Cromwell,
Had I but served my God with half the zeal
I served my king, he would not in mine age
Have left me naked to mine enemies.
When I have attempted to join myself to others by services, it
proved an intellectual trick,--no more. They eat read more
When I have attempted to join myself to others by services, it
proved an intellectual trick,--no more. They eat your service
like apples, and leave you out. But love them, and they feel
you, and delight in you all the time.
