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I admit that the generation which produced Stalin, Auschwitz and Hiroshima will take some beating; but the radical and universal read more
I admit that the generation which produced Stalin, Auschwitz and Hiroshima will take some beating; but the radical and universal consciousness of the death of God is still ahead of us; perhaps we shall have to colonize the stars before it is finally borne in upon us that God is not out there.
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage read more
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Life is a tightrope with God at the end. If we walk with our eyes down, looking at what is read more
Life is a tightrope with God at the end. If we walk with our eyes down, looking at what is happening right now in our lives, we are likely to waver and fall. However, if we focus at the end of the rope, where God and Heaven await us, we can see past all of the petty troubles this present life and walk more steadily. We may sometimes still stumble, but if we get back up and train our eyes on God once again, He will guide us to the end.
Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, read more
Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to hide the bodies of those people I had to kill because they pissed me off.
And some to Meccah turn to pray, and I toward thy bed, Yasmin.
And some to Meccah turn to pray, and I toward thy bed, Yasmin.
Give a man a fish, and you'll feed him for a day. Give him a religion, and he'll starve to read more
Give a man a fish, and you'll feed him for a day. Give him a religion, and he'll starve to death while praying for a fish.
In every country and every age, the priest has been hostile to Liberty.
In every country and every age, the priest has been hostile to Liberty.
The wolf was sick, he vowed a monk to be: But when he got well, a wolf once more was read more
The wolf was sick, he vowed a monk to be: But when he got well, a wolf once more was he.
I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination.
I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination.
