I'm excited about Thanksgiving. It's my favorite holiday. It's the feast of a thousand senses, so just eat, eat, eat, eat.
A good conscience is a continual feast.
The human understanding is like a false mirror, which, receiving rays irregularly, distorts and discolors the nature of things by mingling its own nature with it.
Things alter for the worse spontaneously, if they be not altered for the better designedly.
It is a sad fate for a man to die too well known to everybody else, and still unknown to himself.
Lies are sufficient to breed opinion, and opinion brings on substance.
To suffering there is a limit; to fearing, none.
There are certain advantages in being cursed by all and sundry. . . especially, it dispenses you with having to be nice to anybody. . . there's nothing more emollient, stultifying, emasculating than wanting to be liked. . . "not nice!". . . that does it, you're free!.
God doesn't answer prayer, He answers desperate prayer!
I would literally climb out of the cradle while my parents slept, go and crawl off. I did this a couple of times apparently. I'd cross the road and into someone's house, wake them up banging pots and pans in the kitchen.
The government and the opposition need to think about their people, if they actually went out and saw the conditions in which their people are living, it might actually mean that they would pause and think again about the importance of peace.