Finality is death. Perfection is finality. Nothing is perfect. There are lumps in it.
You must be fit to give before you can be fit to receive.
My three-thousand mile walk through Ireland convinced me of one thing - the possibility of organising a proper movement for the independence of my native land.
Can a spear divine the Eternal Will?
It is by love alone that we understand anything
Women and birds are able to see without turning their heads, and that is indeed a necessary provision for they are both surrounded by enemies.