Without new experiences, something inside of us sleeps. The sleeper must awaken.
I never thought it would be easy to serve God,” she said. “I just didn’t think it would be this hard.
I don’t think it’s quite that simple. Some people never observe anything, Life just happens to them. They get by on little more than a kind of dumb persistence, and they resist with anger and resentment anything that might lift them out of that false serenity.
Paradise on mi right, Hell on my left and the Angel of Death behind.
Military foolishness is ultimately suicidal. They believe that by risking death they pay the price of any violent behavior against enemies of their own choosing. They have the invader mentality, that false sense of freedom from responsibility for your own actions.
I am not the river I am the net.
The price we paid was the price men have always paid for achieving a paradise in this life – we went soft, we lost our edge.
The pursuit of unhappiness is an inalienable right of all humans.
You who have defeated us say to yourselves that Babylon is fallen and its works have been overturned. I say to you still that man remains on trial, each man in his own dock. Each man is a little war.
Behold, as a wild ass in the desert, go I forth to my work.
But let us not rail about justice as long as we have arms and the freedom to use them.
And those who pray for dew on the deserts edge; shall bring forth the deluge.
The night is a tunnel, she thought, a hole into tomorrow...
Any conversation is a unique jazz performance. Some are more pleasing to the ears, but that is not necessarily a measurement of their importance.
We had something few experience. We were joined in our strengths rather than in our weaknesses.
If you put away those who report accurately, you’ll keep only those who know what you want to hear. I can think of nothing more poisonous than to rot in the stink of your own reflections.
I am a leg of the death tripod that will destroy our foes.
Religious institutions perpetuate a moral master-servant relationship. They create an arena which attracts prideful human power-seekers with all of their nearsighted prejudices!
The abyss remains. It is pregnant with all the things yet to be. Ah, what gentle violence!
The assumption that a whole system can be made to work better through an assault on its conscious elements betrays a dangerous ignorance. This has often been the approach of those who call themselves scientists and technologists.