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Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power.
Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power.
From the errors of others, a wise man corrects his own.
From the errors of others, a wise man corrects his own.
God the Father, the supreme Architect, had already built this cosmic home we behold, the most sacred temple of His read more
God the Father, the supreme Architect, had already built this cosmic home we behold, the most sacred temple of His godhead, by the laws of His mysterious wisdom.
There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another. This should be made clear read more
There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another. This should be made clear to all who contemplate such a union. The avoidance of this pain is the beginning of wisdom, for it is strong enough to contaminate the rest of our lives.
Until this moment, I never understood how hard it was to lose something you never had.
Until this moment, I never understood how hard it was to lose something you never had.
I love being. There's so much wisdom in it. You wake up in the morning and you think, Hey, isn't read more
I love being. There's so much wisdom in it. You wake up in the morning and you think, Hey, isn't it great just being?
A fool flatters himself, a wise man flatters the fool.
A fool flatters himself, a wise man flatters the fool.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but read more
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
Wisdom crieth without; she uttereth her voice in the streets:
She crieth in the chief place of concourse, in read more
Wisdom crieth without; she uttereth her voice in the streets:
She crieth in the chief place of concourse, in the openings of
the gates: in the city she uttereth her words, saying,
How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity? and the
scorners delight in their scorning, and fools hate knowledge?
