A sceptic finds Dallas absurd. A cynic thinks the public doesn't
My road leads me seawards To the white dipping sails.
Most roads lead men homewards, My road leads me forth
Man cannot call the brimming instant back; Time's an affair of instants spun to days; If man must make an instant gold, or black, Let him, he may; but Time must go his ways. Life may be duller for an instant's blaze. Life's an affair of instants spun to years, Instants are only cause of all these tears.
His face was filled with broken commandments.
People who leave their own time out of their work cannot be surprised if their time fails to find them interesting.
What am I, Life? A thing of watery salt Held in cohesion by unresting cells, Which work they know not why, which never halt, Myself unwitting where their Master dwells?
A man's own dinner is to himself so important that he cannot bring himself to believe that it is a matter utterly indifferent to anyone else.
The population of the planet is increasing at an alarming rate, and yet each day human beings manage to destroy ten species.
When people are facing a severe illness or a major surgery, that may be one of the most significant opportunities for spiritual transformation that they will encounter.
The spark from a tiny star can ignite the plains.