Pregled posta

Whenever evil befalls us, we ought to ask ourselves, after the first suffering, how we can turn it into good. So shall we take occasion, from one bitter root, to raise perhaps many flowers.

The next time a car appeared down Market Street, I stepped right out into the road, waving my arms over my head, shouting.
There are several good protections against temptations, but the surest is cowardice.
Jealousy is all the fun you think they had.
What makes the engine go? Desire, desire, desire.
Seize opportunity by the beard, for it is bald behind.
I am careful not to confuse excellence with perfection. Excellence, I can reach for; perfection is God's business.
Without the capacity to provide its own information, the mind drifts into randomness.