Here's a rule I recommend: Never practice two vices at once.
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Tallulah Bankhead
I have brought peace to this land, and security, " he began." And what of your soul, when you use the cleverness of argument to cloak such acts? Do you think that the peace of a thousand cancels out the unjust death of one single...
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Iain Pears
How often the priest had heard the same confession-- Man was so limited: he hadn't even the ingenuity to invent a new vice: the animals knew as much. It was for this world that Christ had died: the more evil you saw and heard about...
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Graham Greene
The Weight of One Feather"Given.Many fear death Because they already Feel ridden with sin, But no man on this earth Is filled with only white light Within. Have more faith In our Maker, For our souls and minds Were created by Him.Just remember that, When...
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Suzy Kassem
Certainly the most destructive vice if you like, that a person can have. More than pride, which is supposedly the number one of the cardinal sins - is self pity. Self pity is the worst possible emotion anyone can have. And the most destructive. <span...
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Stephen Fry
More Quotes By Fernando Pessoa
There are ships sailing to many ports, but not a single one goes where life is not painful.
I suffer from life and from other people. I can’t look at reality face to face. Even the sun discourages and depresses me. Only at night and all alone, withdrawn, forgotten and lost, with no connection to anything real or useful – only then do...
If after I die, people want to write my biography, there is nothing simpler. They only need two dates: the date of my birth and the date of my death. Between one and another, every day is mine.
Life is an experimental journey undertaken involuntarily. It is a journey of the spirit through the material world and, since it is the spirit that travels, it is the spirit that is experienced. That is why there exist contemplative souls who have lived more intensely,...
Sit still with me in the shade of these green trees, which have no weightier thought than the withering of their leaves when autumn arrives, or the stretching of their many stiff fingers into the cold sky of the passing winter. Sit still with me...
