#or

Were God to show grace to all of Adam's descendants, men would at once conclude that He was righteously compelled to take them to heaven as meet compensation for allowing the human race to fall into sin. But the great God in under no obligation to any of his creatures, least of all to those who are rebels against him. ↗

— Arthur W. Pink

#god #grace #human #justice #man

Men hear loud voices, but they listen to strong words. ↗

— Toba Beta

#listen #loud-voices #strong-words #men

Best way to live in California is to be from somewheres else. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#foreigners #home #settling #strangers #men

Men more frequently require to be reminded than informed. ↗

— Samuel Johnson

#reminder #men

I do not say that children at war do not die like men, if they have to die. To their everlasting honor and our everlasting shame, they do die like men, thus making possible the manly jubilation of patriotic holidays. But they are murdered children all the same. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#patriotism #shame #war #men

The most honest of men is the one who thinks and acts best, but the most powerful is the one who writes and speaks best. ↗

— George Sand

#indiana #men

But it doesn't take a thousand men to open a door, my lord." "It might to keep it open. ↗

— Ursula K. Le Guin

#diplomacy #fear #power #men

Hear, hear.' Sister Martha hoisted her water glass. 'Let the rigid stick of self-righteousness be dislodged from her very uptight ass.' Father Ramon coughed. 'A-fucking-men,' Loup supplied helpfully. ↗

— Jacqueline Carey

#convent #dystopian #orphanage #toast #men

Men of the world who value the Way all turn to books. But books are nothing more than words. Words have value; what is of value in words is meaning. Meaning has something it is pursuing, but the thing that it is pursuing cannot be put into words and handed down. The world values words and hands down books but, though the world values them, I do not think them worth valuing. What the world takes to be values is not real value. ↗

— Zhuangzi

#limitation #truth #words #men

Simone! Are you all right? Simone!" And a voice, grunting with pain, says, "Todd?" And- And it ain't Simone's voice. The smoke starts to clear. And it ain't Simone. "You saved me, Todd," says the Mayor, lying there, bad burns all over his face and hands, his clothes smoking like a brush fire. "You saved my life." And his eyes are full of wonder of it- That in the rush of the explozhun the person I chose to save- The one I chose without even thinking- (without there even being time for him to control me-) (no time for him to make me do it-) Was the Mayor. ↗

— Patrick Ness

#simone #todd #life