The world was new each day for God so made it daily. Yet it contained within it all the evils as before, no more, no less.

I don't think goodness is something that you learn. If you're left adrift in the world to learn goodness from it, you would be in trouble.

Men have in their minds a picture of how the world will be. How they will be in that world. The world may be many different ways for them but there is one world that will never be and that is the world they dream of.

If the rule you followed brought you to this, of what use was the rule?

Maybe it's like Mac says. Ever man winds up with the horse that suits him.

Creedless shells of men tottering down the causeways like migrants in a feverland.

Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.