It requires a great deal of faith for a man to be cured by his own placebos.

To see and listen to the wicked is already the beginning of wickedness.

In pride, in reas'ning pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the bless'd abodes, Men would be angels, angels would be gods.

We live in a world that has narrowed into a neighborhood before it has broadened into a brotherhood.

It's a pleasure to share one's memories. Everything remembered is dear, endearing, touching, precious. At least the past is safe --though we didn't know it at the time. We know it now. Because it's in the past; because we have survived.

If Hero means sincere man, why may not every one of us be a Hero?

Silence promotes the presence of God, prevents many harsh and proud words, and suppresses many dangers in the way of ridiculing or harshly judging our neighbors... If you are faithful in keeping silence when it is not necessary to speak, God will preserve you from evil when it is right for you to talk.

YANKEE, n. In Europe, an American. In the Northern States of our Union, a New Englander. In the Southern States the word is unknown.

A people that values its privileges above its principles soon loses both.

Worse than traitors in arms are the men who pretend loyalty to the flag, feast and fatten on the misfortunes of the Nation while patriotic blood is crimsoning the plains of the South and their countrymen moldering the dust.

This is Gregoriava from Bulgaria....I saw her snatch this morning and it was amazing.

Their only labour was to kill the time; And labour dire it is, and weary woe, They sit, they loll, turn o'er some idle rhyme, Then, rising sudden, to the glass they go, Or saunter forth, with tottering steps and slow.

As the fly bangs against the window attempting freedom while the door stands open, so we bang against death ignoring heaven.

668: The Neighbour of the Beast.

Communism means barbarism.

And, after all, what is a lie? 'Tis but The truth in masquerade.

Like the dreams, Children of night, of indigestion bred.

Show me some guts!

The avalanche has already started. It is too late for the pebble to vote.

Society is infested by persons who, seeing that the sentiments please, counterfeit the expression of them. These we call sentimentalists--talkers who mistake the description for the thing, saying for having.