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The Roots of Violence: Wealth without work, Pleasure without conscience, Knowledge without character, Commerce without morality, Science without humanity, Worship read more
The Roots of Violence: Wealth without work, Pleasure without conscience, Knowledge without character, Commerce without morality, Science without humanity, Worship without sacrifice, Politics without principles
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall
Sin is not hurtful because it is forbidden, but it is forbidden because it is hurtful
Sin is not hurtful because it is forbidden, but it is forbidden because it is hurtful
Marriage is three parts love and seven parts forgiveness of sins.
Marriage is three parts love and seven parts forgiveness of sins.
Confess your sins to the Lord, and you will be forgiven; confess them to men, and you will be laughed read more
Confess your sins to the Lord, and you will be forgiven; confess them to men, and you will be laughed at.
If Jupiter hurled his thunderbolt as often as men sinned, he
would soon be out of thunderbolts.
[Lat., read more
If Jupiter hurled his thunderbolt as often as men sinned, he
would soon be out of thunderbolts.
[Lat., Si quoties homines peccant sua fulmina mittat
Jupiter, exiguo tempore inermis erit.]
And the publican, standing afar off, would not lift up so much as
his eyes unto heaven, but smote read more
And the publican, standing afar off, would not lift up so much as
his eyes unto heaven, but smote upon his breast, saying, God be
merciful to me a sinner.
The worst sin toward our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them; that's the read more
The worst sin toward our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them; that's the essence of inhumanity
Her rash hand in evil hour
Forth reaching to the fruit, she pluck'd, she eat;
Earth felt read more
Her rash hand in evil hour
Forth reaching to the fruit, she pluck'd, she eat;
Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat
Sighing through all her works gave signs of woe
That all was lost.
