Those who know are wise. Those who know themselves are enlightened.
Truly living required risk.
Please, I'd love to meet the guy you couldn't handle, and give him and award.
You again,” she said, and she did not sound happy. “I know,” the warrior replied with a heartfelt sigh. “You’re so lucky to see me twice in one day. You’re honored by my presence, yada, yada, heard it all before. Let’s just move on, shall we. I don’t handle fawning very well.
I'm not mad, though," Kat said. "You lied to me, and I lied to you. We're even. " Finally he lost the grin. "When did you lie?" She gave him a Sweet'N Low smile, as if his amusement had been poured into her. "Every time we messed around. I didn't actually enjoy myself, if you know what I mean.
Words without action mean nothing. I’ll show you.
Is it sad that my first thought happened to be: Thank God I'm off the treadmill.
Only the violent acts of men "count" toward something besides evil in a patriarchy. It is the male story of violence that is sanctioned both socially and aesthetically. The male hero and acts of heroism require violence. Everyone is okey dokey with that. We are only beginning to see that constricting set of truths open up a little.
Christ is not valued at all, unless he is valued above all.
America is the strongest empire ever, with the largest military. We spend ten times what the Russians do. And they have equal nuclear ability as we do, because they're precise.
Things that look like shortcuts are actually detours (disguised as less work).