Every exit is an entry to somewhere else. The end of anything is the beginning of another thing; Moreover, every finish line is the beginning of a new race. As I see it, every issue of life is a part of a continuous process. And if this is the case, it simply means that even your own seemed failure/disappointment/setback is not the end of your life. It also implies that experiencing any of the above instances shouldn't weigh you down. Rather, you are expected to forge ahead of them regardless of how downcast/frustrated you may think you are presently.
Evil is relative…You can't hang a sign on it. You can't touch it or taste it or cut it with a sword. Evil depends on where you are standing, pointing your indicting finger.
Evolution is gaining the psychic zones of the world... life, being and ascent of consciousness, could not continue to advance indefinitely along its line without transforming itself in depth. The being who is the object of his own reflection, in consequence, of that very doubling back upon himself becomes in a flash able to raise himself to a new sphere.
Expectation is a strong belief that something will happen or be the case. Now, what has been/could be your expectation? Could it be fame or obscruity, greatness or commonness, riches or poverty, grace or disgrace, mess or mercy, success or failure? Whatever/however, in case you don't know, the scripture says that your expectations shall not be cut off/denied, scripture reference (Proverbs chapter 24 :14, Proverbs chapter 23 : 18). Although, your expectation may be delayed, but it will be delayed just for a while. Yes, all your godly/earnest/positive expectations will definitely/surely materialize, it's a matter of time and provided you are/will patient enough with God.
Expectation is a strong belief that something will happen or be the case. Now, what has been/could be your expectation? Could it be fame or obscruity, greatness or commonness, riches or poverty, grace or disgrace, mess or mercy, success or failure? Whatever/however, in case you don't know, the scripture says that your expectations shall not be cut off/denied, scripture reference (Proverbs chapter 24 :14, Proverbs chapter 23 : 18). Although, your expectation may be delayed, but it will be delayed just for a while. Yes, all your godly/earnest/positive expectations will definitely/surely materialize, it's a matter of time and provided you are/will be patient enough with God.
Five thousand balloons, capable of raising two men each, could not cost more than five ships of the line; and where is the prince who can afford so to cover his country with troops for its defense as that 10,000 men descending from the clouds might not in many places do an infinite deal of mischief before a force could be brought together to repel them?
For a nation which has an almost evil reputation for bustle, bustle, bustle, and rush, rush, rush, we spend an enormous amount of time standing around in line in front of windows, just waiting.
Gratitude is our most direct line to God and the angels. If we take the time, no matter how crazy and troubled we feel, we can find something to be thankful for.
How/Where you/anyone begin in life doesn't really matter. Yes, rather the bottom line is how/where you/he/she will end up. For, surely there is an end to every human/matter. Guess what? The end of every human/matter is better off than the beginning there off (Ecclesiates 7 : 8). Now, that's why, I'm more concerned with what/how my end will be. And you too ought to be more concerned with your end rather than your beginning. Lest you forget. The end justifies the means and I strongly do believe in that in toto.
I guess I just prefer to see the dark side of things. The glass is always half empty. And cracked. And I just cut my lip on it. And chipped a tooth.
I have been like a child walking along the shore line. Quickly discarding one sea shell for another of more outward beauty-- never to know the pearl within!
I have learned more about love, selflessness and human understanding in this great adventure in the world of AIDS than I ever did in the cut-throat, competitive world in which I spent my life.
I live in the Managerial Age, in a world of "Admin." The greatest evil is not now done in those sordid "dens of crime" that Dickens loved to paint. It is not done even in concentration camps and labour camps. In those we see its final result. But it is conceived and ordered (moved, seconded, carried, and minuted) in clean, carpeted, warmed and well-lighted offices, by quiet men with white collars and cut fingernails and smooth-shaven cheeks who do not need to raise their voices. Hence, naturally enough, my symbol for Hell is something like the bureaucracy of a police state or the office of a thoroughly nasty business concern.
I saw Anne and her sister Margot again in the barracks. Her parents weren't there. The Frank girls were almost unrecognizable since their hair had been cut off. They were much balder then we were; how that could be I don't know. And they were cold, just like the rest of us. (...) The Frank girls were so emaciated. They looked terrible. They had their little squabbles, caused by their illness, because it was clear that they had typhus. You could tell even if you had never had anything to do with that before. Typhus was the hallmark of Bergen-Belsen. They had those hollowed-out faces, skin over bone. They were terribly cold. They had the least desirable places in the barracks, below, near the door, which was constantly opened and closed. You heard them constantly screaming, "Close the door, close the door," and the voices became weaker every day. You could really see both of them dying, as well as others.
I think it's only in a crisis that Americans see other people. It has to be an American crisis, of course. If two countries fight that do not supply the Americans with some precious commodity, then the education of the public does not take place. But when the dictator falls, when the oil is threatened, then you turn on the television and they tell you where the country is, what the language is, how to pronounce the names of the leaders, what the religion is all about, and maybe you can cut out recipes in the newspaper of Persian dishes.
I think it's the duty of the comedian to find out where the line is drawn and cross it deliberately.
I wouldn't be surprised if someday some fishermen caught a big shark and cut it open, and there inside was a whole person. Then they cut the person open, and in him is a little baby shark. And in the baby shark there isn't a person, because it would be too small. But there's a little doll or something, like a Johnny Combat little toy guy---something like that.
If a man has his throat cut in Paris, it's a murder. If 50,000 people are murdered in the east, it is a question.
If I've got correct goals, and if I keep pursuing them the best way I know how, everything else falls into line. If I do the right thing right, I'm going to succeed.
If only it were all so simple! If only there were evil people somewhere committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them. But the line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being. And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?