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četvrtak, 06.05.2010.
Maybe the most any of us can expect of ourselves isn't perfection but progress.
Failures are finger posts on the road to achievement.
No.
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.
With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion.
Life is divided into the horrible and the miserable.
In real life, unlike in Shakespeare, the sweetness of the rose depends upon the name it bears. Things are not only what they are. They are, in very important respects, what they seem to be.
Every moment of one's existence one is growing into more or retreating into less.
