The influence (for good or ill) of Plato's work is immeasurable. Western thought, one might say, has been Platonic or anti-Platonic, but hardly ever non-Platonic.
Massachusetts women as a rule adhere too strongly to old-time conventions.
I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel: "As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel, Since God is marching on.
The frozen ocean. . . of Boston life.
The blind must not only be fed and housed and cared for; they must learn to make thir lives useful to the community.
As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free.
I sometimes think God allows Great Britain to be unprincipled for the good of mankind.
The national policy of promoting abstinence-only programs is a $1. 5 billion failure and teenage girls are paying the real price.
In friendship similarity of character has more weight than kinship.
One step at a time, over the years, as I sought to plumb the mystery of suffering (which cannot be plumbed), I began to see that there is a sense in which everything is a gift. Even my widowhood.
A little while ago I visited Omaha Beach for the second time in my life. In the intervening 26 years, nearly 20,000 tides had come and gone and little remains visible of the greatest military landing in man's history of endless warring. What's to be seen is mostly in a superb museum and a panoramic cemetery. The cemetery memorializes with dignity and grandeur the event and the dead, and moves one deeply. Before they die less precipitously andor in lesser purpose, Americans who can should visit World War II's Normandy Beach. Such seeing and remembering helps a man's perspective.