How you think when you lose determines how long it will be until you win.
G. K. CHESTERTONRight is Right even if nobody does it. Wrong is wrong even if everybody is wrong about it.
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The thing I hate about an argument is that it always interrupts a discussion.
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You’ll never find the solution if you don’t see the problem.
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And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow.
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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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To have a right to do a thing is not at all the same as to be right in doing it.
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These are the days when the Christian is expected to praise every creed except his own.
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If I can put one touch of rosy sunset into the life of any man or woman, I shall feel that I have worked with God.
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The riddles of God are more satisfying than the solutions of man.
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Do not be so open-minded that your brains fall out.
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I’ve searched all the parks in all the cities – and found no statues of Committees.
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An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered. An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered.
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The most extraordinary thing in the world is an ordinary man and an ordinary woman and their ordinary children.
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Idolatry is committed, not merely by setting up false gods, but also by setting up false devils; by making men afraid of war or alcohol, or economic law, when they should be afraid of spiritual corruption and cowardice.
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At the back of our brains is a blaze of astonishment at our own existence. The object of the artistic and spiritual life is to dig for this sunrise of wonder.
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When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings at Christmas time. Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs?
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