God! How Is It That We Fail

A Large Number Of Suspects, Both Men And Women, Escaped Martial Law For Lack Of Any Shred Of Evidence Against Them On Which A Court-martial Could Convict. So They Began Setting Them Free In Groups, According To Their Birth-place. But Half-way, The Car-load Would Be Emptied Into A Ditch.

Have You Never Been Moved By Poor Men's Fidelity, The Image Of You They Form In Their Simple Minds? Why Should You Always Talk Of Their Envy, Without Understanding That What They Ask Of You Is Not So Much Your Worldly Goods, As Something Very Hard To Define, Which They Themselves Can Put No Name To; Yet At Times It Consoles Their Loneliness; A Dream Of Splendor, Of Magnificence, A Tawdry Dream, A Poor Man's Dream -and Yet God Blesses It!

God Ordains That Beggars Should Beg For Greatness, As For All Else, When Greatness Shines Out Of Them, And They Don't Know It.

The Most Dangerous Of Our Calculations Are Those We Call Illusions.

Rather Than The Obsession With Impurity, You'd Do Better To Fear The Nostalgia For Purity.