Did he so often lodge in open field, In winter's cold and summer's parching heat, To conquer France, his true inheritance?
To find his place and fill it is success for a man.
Where charity stands watching and faith holds wide the door the dark night wakes - the glory breaks, Christmas comes once more.
The ideal life is in our blood and never will be still.
Be patient and understanding. Life is too short to be vengeful or malicious.
We may say that on the first Good Friday afternoon was completed that great act by which light conquered darkness and goodness conquered sin. That is the wonder of our Saviour's crucifixion.
No one who has come to true greatness has not felt in some degree that his life belongs to the people, and what God has given them he gives it for mankind.
Most contemporary fiction sucks. It's intellectually dishonest, often morally dishonest. It's cheap and easy. It pretends to be deep but is really quite shallow.
Power doesn't have to show off. Power is confident, self-assuring, self-starting and self-stopping, self-warming and self-justifying. When you have it, you know it.
Menstrual blood is the only source of blood that is not traumatically induced. Yet in modern society, this is the most hidden blood, the one so rarely spoken of and almost never seen, except privately by women.
I simply make music, and people have always been foolish enough to pay me for it. I never told them that I would have done it all for nothing.