There is no one who cannot be hated, against whatever odds. Nor anyone who cannot be loved, against all reason.
It takes a lot to wound a man without illusions.
Only people who're positive enough to have friends have enemies. When you're as glum and morose as he was, people just give up and go away.
All the things of the wild have their proper uses. Only misuse makes them evil.
The voices of cold reason were talking, as usual, to deaf ears.
I have always known that the best of the Saracens could out-Christian many of us Christians.