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“The bad do not win—not finally, No matter how loud they are. We simply would not be here If that were so. You are made, fundamentally, from the good. With this knowledge, you never march alone.”

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Not Go Away Is My Name

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“What causes evil?" asked Yudhishthira. "Greed is the ultimate root of every evil. People who covet what they do not have are prone to anger, and become obsessed. They are mean-spirited, enslaved by wanting. Those who pile up wealth for its own sake are often ruthless and contemptuous, despising those less well off than themselves. Lust comes from greed. Dishonesty, ill will, envy, ruthlessness - every kind of sin starts with desiring more than one possesses. Ignorance springs from the selfsame root. Greed spreads its branches and the mind grows dark, unable to judge clearly...”

“Now that I have overcome so much pain and can read my destiny like a map full of errors, when I feel no pity for myself and can review my existence without sentimentality, because I have found relative peace, I only lament the loss of innocence. I miss the idealism of my youth, of the time when there was still a clear dividing line between good and evil for me and I believed that it was possible to always act in accordance with immovable principles.”

“First of all, you have heard me talk of Logres. It was the old name for this country, thousands of years ago; in the old days when the struggle between good and evil was more bitter and open than it is now. That struggle goes on all round us all the time, like two armies fighting. And sometimes one of them seems to be winning and sometimes the other, but neither has ever triumphed altogether. Nor ever will," he added softly to himself, "for there is something of each in every man.”

“There is a beast in every man who breathes, a beast that is born in him and lives within him all his life, in a constant struggle for dominance over what he would prefer to think of as his "better self." I say that with complete conviction because I have had to come to terms with my own personal beast, and it now lies dormant inside me; dormant, but far from dead. It stirs, occasionally, reminding me of its presence, of its poison”