We sometimes think that we hate flattery, but we only hate the manner in which it is done. [Fr. , On croit quelquefoir hair la flatterie; maid on ne hait que a maniere de flatter. ]
Death has an opposite, but the opposite is not mere living. It is not courage or faith or human will. The opposite of death is love. How had I missed that? How does anyone miss that? Love is our only weapon. Only love can turn mere life into a miracle, and draw precious meaning from suffering and fear