You cannot make men good by law: and without good men you cannot have a good society.
Heaven is reality itself. All that is fully real is Heavenly. For all that can be shaken will be shaken and only the unshakeable remains.
A clever arrangement of bad eggs will never make a good omelet.
Is there any possibility of getting the super Welfare State's honey and avoiding the sting?
There might be things more terrible even than losing someone you love by death.
I sometimes wonder whether all pleasures are not substitutes for joy.