Respectable people. . . What bastards!
Further global progress is now possible only through a quest for universal consensus in the movement towards a new world order.
The EU is the old Soviet Union dressed in Western clothes
If what you have done yesterday still looks big to you. You haven't done much today.
Political leaders still think things can be done through force, but that cannot solve terrorism. Backwardness is the breeding ground of terror, and that is what we have to fight.
No one, no single center, can today command the world. No single group of countries can do it. Under the current U. S. president, I don't think we can fundamentally change the situation as it is developing now. It is dangerous. The world is experiencing a period of growing global disarray.
Peace is not unity in similarity but unity in diversity, in the comparison and conciliation of differences.
I like the truth, even when it does trouble me.
Construed as turf, home just seems a provisional claim, a designation you make upon a place, not one it makes on you. A certain set of buildings, a glimpsed, smudged window-view across a schoolyard, a musty aroma sniffed behind a garage when you were a child, all of which come crowding in upon your latter-day senses -- those are pungent things and vivid, even consoling. But to me they are also inert and nostalgic and unlikely to connect you to the real, to that essence art can sometimes achieve, which is permanence.
He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave, He is wisdom to the mighty, he is succour to the brave, So the world shall be his footstool, and the soul of Time his slave, Our God is marching on.
There is great danger, yea, many times most danger, in the smallest sins. . . Greater sins do sooner startle the soul, and awaken and rouse up the soul to repentance, than lesser sins do. Little sins often slide into the soul, and breed, and work secretly and undiscernibly in the soul, till they come to be so strong, as to trample upon the soul and to cut the throat of the soul.