Nevertheless, I take all of these slings and arrows gladly for you.
If Jesus was a bartender, He would still only be half as cool as Carlos.
Memories are bullets. Some whiz by and only spook you. Others tear you open and leave you in pieces.
He wore his fear on his skin for everyone to see.
Enemies will kill you with a knife in the back. Friends will kill you with kindness. Either way you're dead.
Revenge is never what you think it's going to be. There's no pleasure and glory, and when it's done your grief remains. Once a man does the things you're talking about, he will never be the same, and he can never go back to who he was before. Worst of all, no matter how many enemies you kill, you are never satisfied. There is always one more who deserves it. When it becomes too easy to kill, it never ends.
I can deal with fighting in the arena in Hell, but laundry and dishes put the fear of God in me.
We can not overestimate the fervent love of liberty, the intelligent courage, and the sum of common sense with which our fathers made the great experiment of self-government.
If the gods do evil then they are not gods.
Prayer had always struck me as more or less a glorified attempt at a business transaction.
I was always good at math and science and physics.