War is a terrible trade. But when the cause is just, the smell of gunpowder is sweet.
You may be real, but you're still stuck in a book.
All I know is that I carried you for nine months. I fed you, I clothed you, I paid for your college education. Friending me on Facebook seems like a small thing to ask in return.
It seems to me that no matter what religion you subscribe to, acts of kindness are the stepping-stones to making the world a better place--because we become better people in it.
The wolves knew when it was time to stop looking for what they'd lost, to focus instead on what was yet to come.
Seeing her sitting there unresponsive makes me realize that silence has a sound.
How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?
Sadly the very thing that strikes us as obvious always defeats our thinking about it in more penetrating ways: just as the Romans said that "the good is the enemy of the better," so too "the self-evident is the enemy of the very process of clarification or understanding," not to mention the enemy of the "transcendent or ultimate. "
I think, collectively, we should be paying more attention to what is going on around us in the world among people who dont have the advantages that we have.
Very often, organizations are inflexible because there is too little communication between functions; they are too segregated.
Memories which someday will become all beautiful when the last annoyance that encumbers them shall have faded out of our minds.