Moral issues are always terribly complex for someone without principles.
G. K. CHESTERTONNothing taken for granted; everything received with gratitude; everything passed on with grace.
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When a woman puts up her fists to a man she is putting herself in the only posture in which he is not afraid of her.
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Unless a man becomes the enemy of an evil, he will not even become its slave but rather its champion.
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The word ‘good’ has many meanings. For example, if a man were to shoot his grandmother at a range of five hundred yards, I should call him a good shot, but not necessarily a good man.
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Gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.
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How you think when you lose determines how long it will be until you win.
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Agnostic is the Greek word, for the Latin word, for ignorant.
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Impartiality is a pompous name for indifference, which is an elegant name for ignorance.
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When men choose not to believe in God, they do not thereafter believe in nothing, they then become capable of believing in anything.
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We make our friends; we make our enemies; but God makes our next door neighbour.
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There is less difference than many suppose between the ideal Socialist system, in which the big businesses are run by the State, and the present Capitalist system, in which the State is run by the big businesses.
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For when we cease to worship God, we do not worship nothing, we worship anything.
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There are those who hate Christianity and call their hatred an all-embracing love for all religions.
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Faith means believing the unbelievable.
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A thing constructed can only be loved after it is constructed; but a thing created is loved before it exists.
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O God of earth and altar, Bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, Our people drift and die; The walls of gold entomb us, The swords of scorn divide, Take not thy thunder from us, But take away our pride.
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