"I arise in the morning torn between a desire to
improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan
the day."
E.B. White (1899 - 1985)
"The price one pays for pursuing any profession, or
calling, is an intimate knowledge of its ugly side."
James A. Baldwin (1924 - 1987)
There are three kinds of men. The one that learns by reading. The few who learn by observation. The rest of them have to pee on the electric fence for themselves."
Will Rogers (1879 – 1935)
"All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that
good men do nothing."
Edmund Burke (1729 - 1797)
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about
things that matter."
Martin Luther King, Jr. (1929 - 1968)
“A man's ethical behavior should be based effectually on
sympathy, education, and social ties; no religious basis is necessary. Man
would indeed be in a poor way if he had to be restrained by fear of punishment
and hope of reward after death."
“Then there are the fanatical atheists whose intolerance is
the same as that of the religious fanatics, and it springs from the same source
. . . They are creatures who can't hear the music of the spheres.”
Albert Einstein (1879 – 1955)
"The believer in God has to account for the existence of unjust suffering; the atheist has to account for everything else."
Milton Steinberg
"The believer in God has to account for the existence of unjust suffering; the atheist has to account for everything else."
Milton Steinberg
"War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things.
The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that
nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is
willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety,
is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so
by the exertions of better men than himself."
John Stuart Mill (1806 - 1873)
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to
pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and
tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me
unafraid.
It matters not how strait the
gate,
How charged with punishments the
scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley
(8/23/1849 -
7/11/1903)
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