Fact is Our Lord knew all about the power of money: He gave capitalism a tiny niche in His scheme of things, He gave it a chance, ...He even provided a first instalment of funds. Can you beat that? It's so magnificent. God despises nothing. After all, if the deal had come off, Judas would probably have endowed sanatoriums, hospitals, public libraries or laboratories.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I heard the beat of centaur's hoofs over the hard turf As his dry and passionate talk devoured the afternoon.... "He is a charming man" "But after all what did he mean?"-- "His pointed ears. ... He must be unbalanced,"-- "There was something he said that I might have challenged."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
They shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruninghooks: nation shall not lift up sword against nation, n...either shall they learn war any more.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Determination and skill come out of a depth of political and cultural experiences. Women resist and are brave in the most ordinary...-seeming situations: on a welfare line, after being told that medical benefits are going to cut; on a street late at night helping a sister who is being harassed; as a mother demanding that the hospital stop experimenting with sterilization on her daughters; one sister to another trying to convince her to stop shooting up because it's giving the man a victory, swallowing up her life.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Those great ideas which come to you in your sleep just before you awake in morning, those solutions to the world's problems which,... in the light of day, turn out to be duds of the puniest order, couldn't they be put to some use, after all?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Nelse McLeod: Faith can move mountains Milt, but it can't beat a faster draw. There's only three men I know with his kind of speed...--one's dead, the other's me, and the third is Cole Thornton. Cole Thornton: There's a fourth. McLeod: Which one are you? Thornton: I'm Thornton.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The King [Charles II] after the Restoration accused the poet, Edmund Waller, of having made finer verses in praise of Oliver Cromw...ell than of himself; to which he agreed, saying, that Fiction was the soul of Poetry.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »