Meg, ” he whispered. “It wouldn’t be real love if there weren’t the possibility for another response to him. If we couldn’t choose not to love him, then our love would be empty. That’s why there’s evil in this world, because there’s free choice in this world. He allows the one to prove the other. Laura Anderson Kurk
When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it--always.
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Mahatma Gandhi
Buy a gift for a dog, and you'll be amazed at the way it will dance and swerve its tail, but if don't have anything to offer to it, it won't even recognize your arrival; such are the attributes of fake friends.
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Michael Bassey Johnson
May the forces of evil become confused on the way to your house.
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George Carlin
When people see some things as beautiful, other things become ugly. When people see some things as good, other things become bad.
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Lao Tzu
We are supposed to call poison medicine and we wonder why we're always sick.
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Stefan Molyneux
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My mom told me once that Wyatt loved her the way a boy will love his mother, but I loved her the way an artist loves another. Jo taught me what that meant.
