“What misery to live in this world! We are like men whose enemies are at the door, who must not lay aside their arms, even while sleeping or eating, and are always in dread lest the foe should enter the fortress by some breach in the walls. O my Lord and my all! How canst thou wish us to prize such a wretched existence?” MenWorldLifeShouldWishSleepExistenceLordEnemyDoorsThis WorldWallArmsEatingLaysMiseryPrizeDreadFoeWretchedBreachFortresses Book:The Interior Castle, or the Mansions Source: The Interior Castle, or the Mansions
“Life isn't always a butcher's game. Sometimes the prizes are real. Sometimes they're precious.” LifeRealSometimesGamesPrizeButchersPrecious Life Author:Stephen King
“I have a very hard time with this word 'non-violence,' because I don't believe that I am non-violent. ... Right now, I would love to kill George Bush. I don't know how I ever got a Nobel Peace Prize, because when I see children die, the anger in me is just beyond belief. It's our duty as human beings, whatever age we are, to become the protectors of human life.” KnowsLifeBelieveHumansChildrenHardAgeDeathDiesBeliefHuman BeingsKnow HowViolenceDyingDutyRight NowProtectAngerKillingDon't BelieveViolentHuman LifeHard TimesPrizeNobelNon ViolenceProtectorNon ViolentNobel Peace PrizeWording Author:Betty Williams