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“The humility of Jesus can be seen in the crib, in the exile to Egypt, in the hidden life, in the inability to make people understand Him, in the desertion of His apostles, in the hatred of His persecutors, in all the terrible suffering and death of His Passion, and now in His permanent state of humility in the tabernacle, where He has reduced Himself to such a small particle of bread that the priest can hold Him with two fingers. The more we empty ourselves, the more room we give God to fill us.”

“The humming of Kayn’s blood that coursed through her veins seemed to sing along to the steady, almost tribal, beat of her feet as they pounded rhythmically into the dirt. A veil of earth flowed behind her; she resembled a flaxen haired angel attempting to outrun a cloud. The cloud of dust seemed to follow her for a moment or two longer than it should, with not one whisper of wind in the afternoon air. (The Children of Ankh series)”

“The hummingbird represents beauty and joy. She is a creature of flight, bringing her closer to the cosmos with each wingbeat. She is constantly moving and is rarely seen at rest, preferring instead to perform her aerial acrobatics. Her heart is as fast as her wings and her colors are bright and shifting; they are colors that capture the sunlight in their iridescence. She brings love wherever she passes by.”

“The humor of jazz is rich and many-sided. Some of it is obvious enough to make a dog laugh. Some is subtle, wry-mouthed, or back-handed. It is by turns bitter, agonized, and grotesque. Even in the hands of white composers it involuntarily reflects the half-forgotten suffering of the negro. Jazz has both white and black elements, and each in some respects has influenced the other. It's recent phase seems to throw the light of the white race's sophistication upon the anguish of the black.”

“The humorist who invented trial by jury played a colossal practical joke upon the world, but since we have the system we ought to try and respect it. A thing which is not thoroughly easy to do, when we reflect that by command of the law a criminal juror must be an intellectual vacuum, attached to a melting heart and perfectly macaronian bowels of compassion.”

“The humorous look of children is perhaps the most endearing of all the bonds that hold the Cosmos together. Their top-heavy dignity is more touching than any humility; their solemnity gives us more hope for all things than a thousand carnivals of optimism; their large and lustrous eyes seem to hold all the stars in their astonishment; their fascinating absence of nose seems to give to us the most perfect hint of the humour that awaits us in the kingdom of heaven.”

“The hundred-point man is one who is true to every trust; who keeps his word; who is loyal to the firm that employs him; who does not listen for insults nor look for slights; who carries a civil tongue in his head; who is polite to strangers without being fresh; who is considerate toward servants; who is moderate in his eating and drinking; who is willing to learn; who is cautious and yet courageous.”

“The hunger [to success] is the same, no matter what it is that you're doing. It's like an unquenchable thirst to learn more, or to feel like you could have done more, and to be brutally honest and self critical, which is very hard to do. It's easy, and human nature is to just blame somebody else. It's very, very hard to self assess.”

“The hunger and thirst for knowledge, the keen delight in the chase, the good humored willingness to admit that the scent was false, the eager desire to get on with the work, the cheerful resolution to go back and begin again, the broad good sense, the unaffected modesty, the imperturbable temper, the gratitude for any little help that was given - all these will remain in my memory though I cannot paint them for others.”

“The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.”

“The hunger for power has made them cruel They shed humanity and shed every rule They bow to the devil, deny what is just Scatter the innocent and trample to dust They speak of peace, yet sharpen their steel, Call the weak "Third World" and aim to kill. Freedom of speech they loudly preach, But wealth and greed are their true reach. They silence the voices that rise against them, Behind angelic masks, hearts are dark, damn. They say that weapons were hidden deep, A kind of danger that will never sleep. So armies marched on innocent lands, And crushed the weak with ruthless hands. No one knows how many were trampled under boot, Girls stripped in the street, women stomped under foot Blood flowed like rivers, streets ran red, Children were orphaned, shattered, and dead. Iraq burned beneath an open sky, Thousands of mothers learned to cry Greed for oil brought them to this land, Lust for wealth left cruelty with no end. That wasn't enough; they targeted many more, From Vietnam to Kabul, from Libya to Lebanon's shore. Across Africa, so many places even heaven's door Bombs rained on innocents, victims of war. In halls of power, the deals were made, Morals and mercy began to fade. Oil and gas, silver and gold, Every treasure they tried to hold. They dream of splitting Russia into parts, To rule the West and Asia through dark arts. They tore the USSR apart, Spread poison into the heart. Hard to see the rise of another nation, So they spread chaos, and call it "liberation. They whispered to Ukraine promises and favors, And scripted a war between two neighbors. Their principles nailed upon the cross, Forgetting what Jesus' crucifixion cost. With thirst for blood, wealth, and dominion, Two ancient foes at last in union. Some came to Palestine as exiles, Scorned by time and European trials. Slowly, shrewdly, they grabbed the land. Palestine seized in ugly bloody hand. Those who once gave shelter and bread Now mourn the countless children dead. Hind Rajab is not alone in their cruelty, Countless children lost to that same brutality. They build their dreamworld on Palestinians' cries, On broken homes and silenced lives. A kingdom rising from despair, While justice fades into thin air. United Nations, blind before oppression, Deaf to the cries born of aggression. A helpless puppet in a ruthless game, Baking its bread on bodies in flame. They call themselves peacekeepers, The biggest lie the world ever hears. They built NATO Just to threaten the world with fears. Fear of Russia they loudly proclaim, To trap Europe was their real aim. Nations trapped in a game of fear Believing the lies they choose to hear. But behind the shield they offered, Another plan was laid. Their lands slowly turned into bases Where foreign armies stayed. Whispers rise around Iran again, All know what hidden aims remain. In the name of women’s freedom, They claim to fight, Yet countless schoolgirls paid the cost, The school was bombed, was that right? For them, no law, no rule holds sway They're street thugs who take and walk away The White House sends black deeds forth, No matter how many die, victory is worth. Cafe Ground Zero cooks recipe of vision with no shame, they celebrate every invasion Beneath the greed and false flag, Old wars returned in a new hashtag. This nation, ruined and ruled by the power hungry and cruel, Dreams to lead the world while breaking every rule. The hunger for power has made them cruel, they shed humanity and rewrite every rule.”