Don’t be fooled by those with some smarts in mockery. Some are forced into wit because they’re always wrong.
Your emotional intelligence welcomes a maturity which can, if need be, mentally separate your neighbors not from yourself, but from their faulty opinions.
Upon returning, the bloody, wounded warrior needs only to laugh at the spotless, armchair critic.
Loneliness, in all its pressures, possesses 2 oppressive dangers: the potential to make a man either depressed with himself or obsessed with himself; in his own mind, he will become like either a beast or a god.
Smear extremist labels around like ketchup and your country will soon witness bloodshed.
One of the most common sense things about real world progress is that progressivism must never steer into its own dogmatism. One can be sure, at least every so often, that there eventually comes a point either to stop, to turn around, or to make a turn; lest a wall is pummeled, a cliff is tumbled, or a mere cycle is tunneled forever.
I have a poet’s heart: whether manifested through rage or manifested through grace, certain loves never really go away.
Implore to self and pray for country, in your patriotic hearts, to be raising the flag of countless gratitudes while torching that one of idolatry.
What many may call ‘the silent treatment’ is sometimes merely a matter of some individual being angry while trying not to be angry – that internal war and self-reflection on whether or not the bomb should be dropped, and if so, in what way shall it be dropped.
A procrastination of procrastination is procrastination mastered.
Reality now and again becomes like a vengeful troll, and most notably so when it comes to passion: When reality and passion divorce, it makes passion look crazy.
I have more flaws, more faults and more sins than common sense can comprehend; and the condescension in this sentence ‘consequents’ in more to end.
Through one’s tears for the past, one’s future becomes blurred.
Idolatry is not only excessive reverence, but also excessive abhorrence – that side of the coin which runs the risk of establishing a false gospel under the implication that, for example, if you hate this certain individual, you’re a good person no matter what; if you love this certain individual, you’re a bad person no matter what.
Love the ones you love like there’s no tomorrow. Literally.
The earth freezes for the man who normally lets it slide: he frees curses, only once in a blue moon lets them slip.
The one thing I’ll be: Me – whatever that might mean; and even if nothing, in that I’ll still be king.
Kids forgive one another much easier than adults forgive one another because to kids, having fun is more important than having an ego.
Those who do not seek Wisdom do not see Wisdom, even when she passes them by; they see only that which appeals to their lusts: and this substitute becomes their variation of Wisdom.
Seamed a certain way, they seemed just the same: she was an extrovert, with a style stuck in the period she’d experienced the most fun; he was an introvert, with an intellect entwined at the harbor he’d ensured the most safe.