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Much violence is based on the illusion that life is a property to be defended and not to be shared.
Much violence is based on the illusion that life is a property to be defended and not to be shared.
We should manage our fortune as we do our health - enjoy it when good, be patient when it is read more
We should manage our fortune as we do our health - enjoy it when good, be patient when it is bad, and never apply violent remedies except in an extreme necessity
If you succumb to the temptation of using violence in the struggle, unborn generations will be the recipients of a read more
If you succumb to the temptation of using violence in the struggle, unborn generations will be the recipients of a long and desolate night of bitterness, and your chief legacy to the future will be an endless reign of meaningless chaos.
If you could kick the person in the pants responsible for most of your trouble, you wouldn't sit for a read more
If you could kick the person in the pants responsible for most of your trouble, you wouldn't sit for a month.
We are effectively destroying ourselves by violence masquerading as love.
We are effectively destroying ourselves by violence masquerading as love.
The mouth of a righteous man is a well of life: but violence covereth the mouth of the wicked (Proverbs read more
The mouth of a righteous man is a well of life: but violence covereth the mouth of the wicked (Proverbs 10:11).
They attack the one man with their hate and their shower of weapons. But he is like some rock which read more
They attack the one man with their hate and their shower of weapons. But he is like some rock which stretches into the vast sea and which, exposed to the fury of the winds and beaten against by the waves, endures all the violence.
There are only two forces in the world, the sword and the spirit. In the long run the sword will read more
There are only two forces in the world, the sword and the spirit. In the long run the sword will always be conquered by the spirit.
In violence, we forget who we are
In violence, we forget who we are